viernes, 2 de octubre de 2009

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Wathing a magazine, I discoverd:
I have fame, I don't have the blame
Somebody come and give me help
Don't forget Im belusays I always stay
This is my game and my rules too, nobody else
When im coming to the shop, tonight
I'll think in my love (love) cry
My love isn't anyone, Im speakin about My love
Don't be silly, Im not talkin about you ha!
Always while Im walking people shout
Shout me and say me Im the more beautifull
I blush and show my smile, say'em hello, and say'em godbye!
The blonde, the cat, the bitch.. people shout
I'm not a thing, I'm Belu (aja)

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