Should I stay or should I go?

He was chasing the thrills and living down at the West End. He was pretty in braces, I lived under his window. He said 'take me to London, tell me something I don't know'. And all the while, the boys sang: La la la la, he sang. Kickings for my sweetheart, bruises that I just don't miss. And he said 'I can't love you anymore than this!'

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Anónimo dijo...

Danieeela te quiero :)