I remember that night of March the "Beetle",
I met you and put the keys in your purse, then
Marcone told me I was cute.
We went out one more evening together,
with Valentina, one of your friends silly
and Stephen, who certainly did not shine with hope!
"Vale, a glass of water you want to be?"
"Stylus, I have a belly that leads me away!"
"But shut up already that we suffer from anorexia!"
Stefano cheered instead that evening,
between a joke and a sip of orange juice, let's see if
mo says another of crap! Whenever
I had to come to Mentone,
sacrosanct and even three times each week for petrol
but I've never given the grain? Whenever
bevevi and so they were saying bales, and I will
I always carry on their shoulders, thinking
: Cristina, hast broken the balls!
Each message in your absurd jealousy, did you
questions as a CIA agent,
perhaps you already harbored the worm of madness!
around you is always a steady stream of people, maybe you should keep your legs
more blankets,
always said the wise license.
were a little girl like a book of Moccia,
mannaccia you: have made me bickering co Coccia,
for your great desire create spree.
I've got maybe too much of my love,
absurd for a girl with a zero value
and you repaid me with my temper.
Cristina, that I know pretty well a mule,
but the one thing you absolutely have to say, because
fail to annattene a fan ....?
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