martes, 20 de abril de 2010

The lady of the bar

You appear a morning walking through the street
All the housewives looking at you through the window
Some bunch of people speaking about you
You came dressed on Armani and cheap lavandar

You entered in a bar where you meet a silent girl
Since that day you ever return to that bar
You ever tried to speak with that lady
But she wasn´t interested in a disguise
You threw your words but she never caught them

That cute girl don´t let you sleep at night
Turning around in your bed you woke up and drove to her
She was *into the arms of a tall man
And you went back to your car with tears in your eyes
Next morning you was in the bar again*

You gave her words away, but she had never accepted gifts
That pretty girl was always into your mind
You thought you were irresistible but this dove has never looked at you
You tried to watch TV, to read a book, to wash the dishes
But you thought was always in that bar with her
You take for a walk, your steps leads you to her door
And you saw her

*Chorus… of a fat man… to your home…

Looked her eyes and asked her why she doesn´t watch you
She gave you a smile away and said she don´t like foreigners
So please mister go back to your town if you´re here because of me
Every night you saw her into the arms of someone else
That beauty gave her body to everyone but you
And even though you wanted to hate her by haven´t corresponded you
You went away a summer´s night with the heart torn up and a quiet weeping

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