::: Fatty :::


- Doctor, es que a veces me dan ganas de matarme.

- y por que no vas con un psiquiatra ?

- no por que engordo

:s

::: Almost two years ago :::




Give you my lovin,
Seven days a week
I'll be a honey,
If you'll be sweet
I know I'm the only one for you
I know that you think this is not true

Man says it's rainin',
rainin' outside
I'll be out there in a little while,
Cause you see Rain reminds me of you,
And everything has turned to you

See you in places,
I'm following you
You'll be upstairs,
And I'll be there too
Everywhere you go I will follow
I know it won't be the same tomorrow

People give me warnings,
Stay away from you
They say you'll hurt me,
I don't think that's true
Discomfort arouses when I speak of you
As if you've been sayin' something bad
About me

When I see you,
I want to kiss you
But I know that ain't right
So I ask if I can hold you
Oh babe I need you so bad
Oh babe I only want to make you
Glad


y sigo muy enamorado