well... no much to say (i think), jaja ok no ya ahra si empiezo, amm pues que decir de mi vida hasta ahora va muy bien, hoy dia de fucking, no fui a la escuela & me levante tarde & no tengo nada que hacer ven, hasta por eso hago un post, jaja ok no, pero si y a tenia ganas de hacerlo & que mas que con un video ya que no se me ocurre nada mas lol, bueno esta ves toca de mika [again yes!], & pues es el de blame it on the girls, de su disco the boy who knew too much, & pues no se que sencillo es, puede ser el sugundo tercero o no se, me confundi, tambien ya esta el de rain, pero como esta desactivada la inserccion pues no lo puse, bueno creo eso es todo ya saben lo que sige, & hoy sin descarga me da flojera bucar el archivo :P, saludoz & gracias por leer mi blog que pues tal ves no es importante ni tan wow!, pero gracias por hacerlo
PD. Pasen por el blog de Gaycolectivo que esta festejando su primer aniversario; & que vengan mas chic@s :D
PD. Pasen por el blog de Gaycolectivo que esta festejando su primer aniversario; & que vengan mas chic@s :D
blame it on the girls - mika
Blame It on the Girls
He's got looks that books take pages to tell
He's got a face to make you fall on your knees
He's got money in the bank to thank and I guess
You could think he's livin' at ease
Like lovers on the open shore -- what's the matter
When you're sitting there with so much more -- what's the matter
While you're wondering what the hell to be
Are you wishing you were ugly like me?
Blame it on the girls who know what to do
Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you
Blame it on your mother for the things she said
Blame it on your father but you know he's dead
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Life could be simple but you never fail
To complicate it every single time
You could have children and a wife, a perfect little life
But you blow it on a bottle of wine
Like a baby you're a stubborn child -- what's the matter
Always looking for an axe to grind -- what's the matter
While you're wondering what the hell to do
We were wishing we were lucky like you
Blame it on the girls who know what to do
Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you
Blame it on your mother for the things she said
Blame it on your father but you know he's dead
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Life could be simple but you never fail
To complicate it every single time
You could have children and a wife, a perfect little life
But you blow it on a bottle of wine
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
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