Friday 15 July 2011

SO, I SCREAM, I´M A POOR MAN

STOP THE BUS, STOP THE BUS.

OH, MY LOVELY FRIEND, I´VE TO LEARN HOW TO DRIVE THIS THING.
I LOVE GAMES AND WE MUST WIN, LETS DO IT MY FRIEND.
LETS TAKE THIS BUS TO A PLACE WHERE WE CAN DANCE.

I KNOW IT MIGHT NOT SEAM LIKE, LETS GO OPEN THE WINDOW, WE BETTER JUMP HERE AND RIGHT NOW.
THIS BUS GO SO FAST, WE CAN NOT JUMP.
LOOK THERE, THERE´S A FOUNTAIN.


NOT IN THE FOUNTAIN, THAT WOMEN IS BAD, SHE´S A BAD WOMEN.

WELL, DO YOU HAVE SOMEWHERE ELSE?
WE GONA STAY HERE FOREVER.

IT´S HARD TO HAVE PRIVACY HERE, WITH ALL THIS PAPARAZZIS IN THE BUS.
PAPARAZZIS? WHAT IS A PAPARARIZZI?
A PAPARAZZI IS A PERSON, THAT´S ALLWAYS HAVING A DRINK IN A BAR AND WAITING A KISS TO TAKE A PICTURE.
A PAPARAZZI IS A PERSON, THAT´S ALLWAYS WAITING FOR THE WIND, TO TAKE A PICTURE OF A WOMEN´S SKIRT.








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