Introduction
No fighting! No fighting! Shakira, Shakira!
Ladies up in here tonight
No fighting, no fighting
We got the refugees up in here
No fighting, no fighting
Shakira, Shakira
I never really knew that she could dance like this
She makes a man want to speak Spanish,
Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa
Shakira, Shakira
Oh baby when you talk like that
You make a woman go mad
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body
And I'm on tonight
You know my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel it's right
All the attraction, the tension
Don't you see baby, this is perfection
Hey Girl, I can see your body moving
And it's driving me crazy
And I didn't have the slightest idea
Until I saw you dancing
And when you walk up on the dance floor
Nobody cannot ignore the way you move
your body, girl
And everything so unexpected - the way
you right and left it
So you can keep on shaking it
I never really knew that she could dance like this
She makes a man want to speak Spanish
Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa
Shakira, Shakira
Oh baby when you talk like that
You make a woman go mad
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body
And I'm on tonight
You know my hips don't lie
And I am starting to feel you boy
Come on let's go, real slow
Don't you see baby asi es perfecto
Oh I know I am on tonight my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel it's right
All the attraction, the tension
Don't you see baby, this is perfection
Shakira, Shakira
Oh boy, I can see your body moving
Half animal, half man
I don't, don't really know what I'm doing
But you seem to have a plan
My will and self restraint
Have come to fail now, fail now
See, I am doing what I can, but I can't so
you know
That's a bit too hard to explain
Baila en la calle de noche
Baila en la calle de dia
Baila en la calle de noche
Baila en la calle de dia
I never really knew that she could dance like this
She makes a man want to speak Spanish
Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa
Shakira, Shakira
Oh baby when you talk like that
You know you got me hypnotized
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body
Señorita, feel the conga, let me see you
move like you come from Colombia
Mira en Barranquilla se baila asi, say it!
Mira en Barranquilla se baila asi
Yeah
She's so sexy every man's fantasy
a refugee like me back with the Fugees
from a 3rd world country
I go back like when 'pac carried crates for
Humpty Humpty
I need a whole club dizzy
Why the CIA wanna watch us?
Colombians and Haitians
I ain't guilty, it's a musical transaction
No more we do snatch ropes
Refugees run the seas 'cause we own our
own boats
I'm on tonight, my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel you boy
Come on let's go, real slow
Baby, like this is perfecto
Oh, you know I'm on tonight and my
hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel it's right
The attraction, the tension
Baby, like this is perfection
No fighting
No fighting
So I wanted to see James Woods fuck Debbie Harry, but he obviously wasn’t fucking her (I’m watching the film right now; this is how I do shit, you fuck). So, like, I’m watching the lame pornography that they’re playing – it’s as vanilla as SHIT and James Woods totally agrees with me. “To show people what’s really going on beneath the sheets”. I can touch-type at over 100 words per minute.
“Do you know a show called ‘videodrome’?... it’s just torture and murder... I think it’s what’s next.”
Characters:
Congratulations, Dave! I’m drunk. What’s going on here... One 35cl bottle of gin and am now onto beer; wrong way around, right? Nevermind, it’s okay. I’m going to have a smoke and, hey, maybe I’ll even have some drugs, right? But what does the “reader” care.
“I want you to stay away from it.”
“I want you to stay away from it.”
“Sounds like a challenge.”
Life is a fucking challenge – I don’t need Dave telling me all this shit, though Debbie looks good. I’ll tell you now I respect her music and I respect her as she puts a cigarette out on her formed breast.
Plot:
You smoke the cigarette that has flesh on it – sometimes, when I was at university, I would lacerate my flesh and soak a smoke in it. Naturally, following this I would lungfully imbibe it.
So, what is the difference? Blood in a cigarette? Life; death? Doing something, or not doing something? There is no difference. Oblivion. All I know is that I’m going to start getting my lunch from a soup kitchen. It’s free, right?
And what about you? You take a good long look at your [[Ikea, prefab]/[parent-bought]/[capitalist]] furniture. Are you awake? Are you dreaming? Is this just the Wizard of-fucking Oz? Here’s a tip: write down your waking-state dreams; remember them. When you begin this process (do it roughly EVERY DAY) the benefits will be []/. “What you see on that show; it’s for real”.
A German gun? I have one too.
Knock, knock.
Slap a woman and she becomes someone else.
“You didn’t hit me.”
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BEEP BEEP DEEP DEEP SLEEP SLEEP
Conclusion:
u becum tv
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