New York Girls

Tá, tá.
Eu chorei no filme do Sex and the City.
A Miranda copiou meu corte de cabelo do ano passado (ou retrasado?)
E o filme é TUDIBOM.

E só pra continuar no clima soundtrack, a coisa mais perfeita que podia ocorrer. Comentários de cortesia:

I love you (talvez. será?)
But I gotta stay true (trust me, I gotta)
My morals got me on my knees
I'm begging please, stop playing games (pelamordedeus)

I don't know what this is
Cos you got me good
Just like you knew you would

I don't know what you do
But you do it well,
I'm under your spell (nem tanto. menas)

You got me begging you for mercy
Why won't you release me
You got me begging you for mercy
Why won't you release me
I said release me (AGORA!)

Now you think that I
Will be something on the side
But you got to understand that I need a man (A MAN, NOT A BOY)
Who can take my hand
Yes I do (Entendeu ou quer que eu desenhe?)