esse povo do white stripes me deixa assim.
"and in your own mind
you know youre lucky just to know her
and in the beginning all you wanted
was to show herbut now youre scared
you think shes running away
you search in your hand for something clever to say
dont go away
cause I want to keep you in my pocket"
and, please, come see me again in the cold, cold night...
(odeio Geografia. pois é)
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