Não andei com cortes de cabelo "abichanados" - como diria um famoso bloguista - mas também tive a minha fase de fascínio pelos futuristas, confesso. Achava extremamente arrojados todos aqueles adereços, o ar andrógino e o menear sincopado. E gostava das músicas, claro. Vejam lá se se lembram destas duas:
Don't say a word, I know what you're thinking
It's plain to see
I see my opportunities shrinking
In front of me
I know you've made up your mind
But don't say
Although I'm guilty of no crime
It's the same
Guilty, guilty you've found me guilty...
e:
Don't you ever, don't you ever
Stop being dandy, showing me you're handsome
Don't you ever, don't you ever
Stop being dandy, showing me you're handsome
Prince Charming
Prince Charming
Ridicule is nothing to be scared of
Don't you ever, don't you ever
Stop being dandy, showing me you're handsome
2003/09/09
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