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6.27.2010

Imagine in your mind a posh country club
The stuffy old money where the poor get snubbed
The spread is bland sauerkraut and boiled goose
There's no way these people will ever cut loose

But then I walk in the room, hold my boombox high
And what happened next, will blow your mind ..

P.D , Casablancas es mio y punto .

1 comentario:

Anónimo dijo...

en serio? en serio?

O_O

el salón pijo del principio me recuerda al té con leche en Irlanda.