Porque é giro ter os títulos das mensagens em inglês e porque continuo com o mesmo espírito de alegria e jovialidade, de identidade e cabeça no ar. E há músicas e letras que bastam para expressar esse estado de espírito.
"There is no way I'm looking for a boyfriend. There is no way I'm looking for a scene. I need to save some dough. I'm a working girl, you know. I'll fend attention off I keep to myself.
I love my room, I'm getting used to sleeping. Some nights I really like to lie awake. I hear the midnight birds. The message in their words. The dawn will touch me in a way a boy could never touch. Their promise never meant so much to me. You have been warned, I'm warned to be contrary. Backward at school, I wrote from right to left. Teacher never cared for me. Preacher said a prayer for me. God help the girl, she needs all the help she can get. I sit for hours just waiting for his phone call. I'll leave the chocolate hidden in the fridge. I'll play his messages. Analyze his intonation. Please stop me there, I'm even boring myself. I think of him when I'm doing the dishes. I think of him while looking in the sink. This ain't no play on words. My love for him is absurd. If he gave me a sign I'd think about it for a weekI'd build it up and then I'd turn him down!!!" God Help The Girl
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