Le vacanze sono arrivate.
Lunedì si parte.
Oggi è l'ultimo giorno di lavoro.
Spero di rilassarmi, spero di sognare, spero di scrollarmi di dosso ogni peso.
Spero.
Sogno.
Aspetto.

Un video geniale...YMCA

STREETS OF LOVE
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

You're awful bright, you're awful smart
I must admit you broke my heart
The awful truth is really sad
I must admit I was awful bad

While lovers laugh and music plays
I stumble by and I hide my pain
The lights are lit, the moon is gone
I think I've crossed the Rubicon

I walk the streets of love and they're full of tears
And I walk the streets of love and they're full of fears

While music pumps from passing cars
A couple watch me from a bar
A band just played the wedding march
And the corner store mends broken hearts
And a woman asks me for a dance
Oh it's free of charge, just one more chance

I walk the streets of love and they're full of tears
Walk the streets of love for a thousand years

Oh tell me now
I... Oh I walk the streets of love, yeah and they're drenched with tears... Oh

You had the moves, you had the cards
I must admit you were awful smart
The awful truth is awful sad
I must admit I was awful bad

And I walk the streets of love and they're drenched with tears
And I walk the streets of love for a thousand years... Oh

Walk the streets of love and they're drenched with tears
Oh every night, oh there's only one and not enough for him
Oh I, yeah and they're full of tears
Oh everybody talk about it
Everybody be walking down it
Yeah but I found out.... oh yes that I...

Oh yes I do
Oh the streets of love, yeah, they're drenched with, drenched with in tears...
I... oh yeah I don't want to...

Perchè hai sempre questo fare da rompicoglioni?
Perchè?
Perchè ti comporti come se tu avessi sempre la verità in tasca?
Perchè?
Perchè la tua verità deve sempre essere la migliore, la più giusta, la più vera?
Perchè?
Perchè parli così tanto?
Perchè?
Perchè sei così convinto di tutte le stronzate che dici?
Perchè?