domingo, 24 de junho de 2012

acabado de chegar mas em breve de partida



When I get home, I'm gonna clean up my houseWhen I get home, I'm gonna kick out that mouseWhen I get home, I'm gonna put things in orderBut right now, right right now, right now I'm a-roaming
When I get home, I'm gonna make that callWhen I get home, I'm gonna talk it throughWhen I get home, I'm gonna straighten it outBut right now, right now, right now I'm a-roaming
When I get home, I'm gonna give up the boozeWhen I get home, I'm gonna get me some foodWhen I get home, I'm gonna quit them drugsBut right now, right now, right now I'm a-roaming
When I get home, I'm gonna call my motherWhen I get home, I'm gonna cook her some dinnerWhen I get home, I'm gonna invite my brothersBut right now, right right now, right now I'm a-roaming
When I get home, I'm gonna see my little boyWhen I get home, I'm gonna buy him a little toyWhen I get home, he's gonna jump for joyBut right now, right right now, right now I'm a-roaming
When I get home, I'm gonna unpack my bagsWhen I get home, I'm gonna wash these dirty ragsWhen I get home, I'm gonna pack 'em up againBut I'm gonna go, I'm gonna go, I'm gonna go right back roaming.

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