agosto 20, 2007

short skirt, looooong jacket...

Parece extraño pero decidí no ir a mi ciudad, de días a la fecha me he estado ¿Redescubriendo? No, entendiendo, comprendiendo, y me estoy enamorando de la persona en la que me he convertido, quería tiempo conmigo, una cita para disfrutarme, para seguir conociéndome, para consentirme, para conquistarme, quería tiempo para el romance, cargué mi recién estrenada mochila con cadavéricas semblantes de Jack (The nightmare before christmas) con lo indispensable, y salí a recorrer esta ciudad dispuesta a disfrutarme a cada momento, "Short skirt, long jacket" de Cake sonaba en el Ipod, sí, "falda corta", "chaqueta larga" ¡Así me quiero!


I want a girl with a mind like a diamond
I want a girl who knows what's best
I want a girl with shoes that cut
And eyes that burn like cigarettes
I want a girl with the right allocations
who is fast and thorough and sharp as a tack,
She is playing with her jewelry, she is putting up her hair
She is touring the facility
and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short skirt and a
looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong jacket

I want a girl who gets up early
I want a girl who stays up late
I want a girl with uninterrupted prosperity
Who uses a machete to cut through red tape
With fingernails that shine like justice
And a voice that is dark like tinted glass
She is fast, thorough and sharp as a tack,
She is touring the facility and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short skirt and a looooooong,
loooooooooooooooooooooooooong jacket

Nananananananananananananananananana

I want a girl with smooth liquidation
I want a girl with good dividends
At Citi Bank we will meet accidently
We will start to talk when she borrows my pen
She wants a car with a cup holder armrest
She wants a car that will get her there
She is changing her name from Kitty to Karen
She is trading her MG for a white Chrysler LeBaron
I want a girl with a short skirt and a
looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong jacket

Nananananananananananananananananana


“Amarse a sí mismo es el comienzo de un idilio de larga duración”. O. Wilde


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