¿Qué fue de ese poema que no pude atrapar, el que pasó rengueando frente a mí con las alitas rotas?

sábado, marzo 28, 2009

TAL CUAL.

I don't like you, But I love you
See that I'm always, Thinking of you
Oh, oh, oh
You treat me badly, I love you madly
You've really got a hold on me
You've really got a hold on me, baby
I don't want you, But I need you
Don't want to kiss you, But I need you
Oh, oh, oh
You do me wring now, My love is strong now
You've really got a hold on me
You've really got a hold on me, baby
I love you and all I want you to do
Is just hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
I want to leave you, Don't want to stay here
Don't want to spend, Another day here
Oh, oh, oh
I want to split now,
I just can quit now
You've really got a hold on me
You've really got a hold on me, baby
I love you and all I want you to do
Is just hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
You've really got a hold on me
You've really got a hold on me.





The Beatles

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