The mama pajama rolled out a bed And she ran to the police station When the papa found out he began to shout
And he started the investigation It's against the law It was against the law What the mama saw It was against the law.
The mama look down and spit on the ground Every time my name gets mentioned The papa said, "Oy, if I get that boy, I'm gonna stick him the house of detention." Well I'm on my way. I don't know where I'm going I'm on my way I'm taking my time But I don't know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona See you, me and Julio Down by the school yard See you, me and Julio down by the school yard
In a couple of days they come and Take me away But the press let the story leak And when the radical priest Come to get me released We was all on the cover of Newsweek
And I'm on my way I don't know where I'm going I'm on my way, I'm taking my time But I don't know where Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona See you, me and Julio Down by the school yard See you me and Julio Down by the school yard See you me and Julio Down by the school yard
Esta não bem a minha céna mas como é de Olhão e tem qualidade não quero deixar de divulgar
Girassol
Sócrates aparece rodeado por uma autêntica corola de mulheres, 6 delas. São as pétalas de um Primeiro-Ministro. França teve o seu Rei-Sol e a nós, subliminarmente, dão-nos o girassol, metáfora que vem acrescida de uma dimensão gravitacional de significado profundo - tudo gira em torno de Sócrates.
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