It's not the perfume that you wear.
It's not the ribbons in your hair.
I guess you're just what I needed.
I needed someone to feed.
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::de dentro pra fora, do lado certo pro avesso, jogando meu corpo no mundo::
Me, myself and my things
I'm sorry but I'm just thinking of the right words to say.I know they don't sound the way they I planned them to be.But if you wait around a while I'll make you fall for me.I Promise You, I Promise You I will.
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