
Stina Nordenstam - The Man With The Gun
I’m out of my senses
I’ll only smileThe night
I meet the man with the gun
Not that I’d be defenceless
But I don’t think I’ll fightThe night
I meet the man with the gunMaybe
I’ll say what kept you?
I knew you would come
I somehow didn’t expect to
Be spared for so long
Was it a whim of fortune
Or was I hard to find
What’s the routine of a man with a gun...
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esta senhora é uma excelente senhora!!!
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