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A Festa

Throwing Muses

The Party

A leather black living in my building
He was on my welcome
He used to say positively, he was negative, well
But then he'd read his book with his back to me
I love that back
And the city was his cake
And the boys, little girls
And ice cream
His hair was bleeding
He was bleeding on my dress
My dress was red
Positive and negative
And then we'd read a book
With our backs to back
And the city was our cake
And the girls, little boys
And ice cream

A Festa

Um cara de couro preto morando no meu prédio
Ele estava na minha recepção
Ele costumava dizer que era positivo, mas era negativo, bem
Mas então ele lia seu livro de costas pra mim
Eu amava aquelas costas
E a cidade era o bolo dele
E os meninos, as meninas
E o sorvete
O cabelo dele estava sangrando
Ele estava sujando meu vestido
Meu vestido era vermelho
Positivo e negativo
E então a gente lia um livro
De costas uma pra outra
E a cidade era nosso bolo
E as meninas, os meninos
E o sorvete

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