quarta-feira, 14 de julho de 2010

E finalmente...

...para ser perfeito era excluir os 37 bêbados, 18 charrados e 55 doidos barridos que dividiam os escassos metros quadrados ali próximos. Aí sim, eu teria conseguido desfrutar do magnífico espectáculo com que o Eddie fez o favor de nos brindar. Com direito a falar português, a cantar a canção dedicada a Portugal e a dois 'encores' que mais pareceram um concerto por si só.

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  1. Waitin', watchin' the clock, it's four o'clock, it's got to stop
    Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech
    As he opens the door, she rolls over...
    Pretends to sleep as he looks her over

    She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man...
    She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
    Can't find a better man
    Can't find a better man
    Ohh...

    Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know...
    She tells herself, oh...
    Memories back when she was bold and strong
    And waiting for the world to come along...
    Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone

    She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man...
    She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
    She lies and says she still loves him, can't find a better man...
    She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
    Can't find a better man
    Can't find a better man
    Yeah...

    She loved him, yeah... she don't want to leave this way
    She feeds him, yeah... that's why she'll be back again

    Can't find a better man
    Can't find a better man
    Can't find a better man
    Can't find a better... man...

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