If we took a holiday Took some time to celebrate Just one day out of life, It would be, it would be so nice
Everybody spread the word We're gonna have a celebration All across the world In every nation It's time for the good times Forget about the bad times, oh yeah One day to come together To release the pressure We need a holiday
(chorus) Holiday Celebrate Holiday Celebrate
You can turn this world around And bring back all of those happy days Put your troubles down It's time to celebrate Let love shine And we will find A way to come together And make things better We need a holiday
(chorus) Holiday Celebrate Holiday Celebrate
Holiday Celebrate Holiday Celebrate
(chorus)
Holiday Celebrate Holiday Celebrate
Holiday, Celebration Come together in every nation
ACABARAM OS EXAMES.... não, ainda n sei as notas xD
quarta-feira, 16 de julho de 2008
- Porquê?
- Porque, quando as pessoas o lerem, vão deduzir que sou lésbica e catalogam-me de escritora lésbica. Só que eu não vejo nenhuma razão para isso, e tu? Quer dizer, se lesses um livro em que uma mulher se apaixona por outra, partias do principio que a escritora é lésbica?
- Bem, por acaso sim.
Liza soltou mais ou menos um guincho.
- Mas porquê? – gritou. – A escritora não podia estar só a escrever o livro por achar o tema interessante?
- Possivelmente, mas não foi isso que me perguntaste – disse eu. – Estavas a perguntar-me se as pessoas deduziam, depois de lerem o livro, que a escritora era lésbica, e o que estava a dizer é que, sendo o mundo como é, era provável que sim.
- Mas isso é uma estupidez! Seja como for o livro está na terceira pessoa. Começou por estar na primeira pessoa. Mas, depois, mudei para a terceira pessoa. Grande parte do livro é escrito do ponto de vista do namorado da heroína. Não achas que isso devia fazer alguma diferença?
I'm holding on your rope, Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearin what you say but I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me Then you go and cut me down, but wait You tell me that you're sorry Didn't think I'd turn around, and say...
It's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I'd take another chance, take a fall Take a shot for you And I need you like a heart needs a beat But it's nothing new
I loved you with a fire red Now it's turning blue, and you say. "Sorry" like an angel, heaven let me think was you But I'm afraid...
It's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
It's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, yeah I said it's too late to apologize, yeah
I'm holdin on your rope Got me ten feet off the ground...
Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress? Then think of what you did And how I hope to God he was worth it. When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch his skin. I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better FUCK Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close
So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off? (Let's pick up, pick up)
Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick. I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention. Now let's not get selfish Did you really think I'd let you kill this chorus?
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Dance to this beat
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster
I've got more win, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better FUCK Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat And hold a lover close Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster