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"Hola...Con la policia?...Estoy cocinandome a mi novia", dijo Christopher McCuin en Texas.
posted by Oscar Grillo at Monday, January 07, 2008
Monday, January 07, 2008
"Hola...Con la policia?...Estoy cocinandome a mi novia", dijo Christopher McCuin en Texas.About Me
- Name: Oscar Grillo
- Location: London, United Kingdom
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9 Comments:
Qué equivocado estaba este hombre! La cana solo iba a ir en el caso de que la novia fuera de pizza!
En fin, chiste medio refrito, pero válido
Permiso
por la cara del ñato me parece q le cayó pesada
Randy Newman... lo voy a tener en cuenta. Por lo que averigué es el autor de "Puedes dejarte el sombrero puesto" y una de un niño gordinflón...
Tenía algo de Johny Cash? Digo, por la letra del niño gordinflon.
Conocés alguna página donde esté su lírica en inglés?
No se por qué pero las letras inglesas al castellano siempre parecen pavotas, je... NO HAY BUENOS TRADUCTORES!
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El Noi
The World Isn't Fair
By Randy Newman
When Karl Marx was a boy
he took a hard look around
He saw people were starving all over the place
while others were painting the town
The public spirited boy
became a public spirited man
So he worked very hard and he read everything
until he came up with a plan
There'll be no exploitation
of the worker or his kin
No discrimination 'cause of the color of your
skin
No more private property
It would not be allowed
No one could rise too high
No one could sink too low
or go under completely like some we all know
If Marx were living today
he'd be rolling around in his grave
And if I had him here in my mansion on the hill
I'd tell him a story t'would give his old heart
a chill
It's something that happened to me
I'd say, Karl I recently stumbled
into a new family
with two little children in school
where all little children should be
I went to the orientation
All the young mommies were there
Karl, you never have seen such a glorious sight
as these beautiful women arrayed for the night
just like countesses, empresses, movie stars and
queens
And they'd come there with men much like me
Froggish men, unpleasant to see
Were you to kiss one, Karl
Nary a prince would there be
Oh Karl the world isn't fair
It isn't and never will be
They tried out your plan
It brought misery instead
If you'd seen how they worked it
you'd be glad you were dead
just like I'm glad I'm living in the land of the
free
where the rich just get richer
and the poor you don't ever have to see
It would depress us, Karl
Because we care
that the world still isn't fair
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Otra que Hannibal Lecter!!
Esto no es ficcion.
venganse con el vino y el helado, rapido que se me pasa...
Que carajo le habrá hecho la pobre piba, mira que la bruja rompe pero no como para hacerla con papas.
Furry Pie coming right up.
este morocho si que se la come!!!
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