And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'
So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'
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Jejeje
Ví tu perfil, excelentes gustos salvo por Ben Hur que no me late jajaja. Gracias y saludos.
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