20/07/07

Fim de Festa

Dean Martin - One For My Baby

ESTE VÍDEO DESAPARECEU DAQUI POR NABICE MINHA. SERÁ REPOSTO A HORAS PRÓPRIAS

2 comentários:

manuel disse...

One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Hey mister bartender come here
I want another drink and I want it now

My baby she gone, she been gone two night
I ain't seen my baby since night before last
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer

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And then I sit there, gettin' high, mellow
Knocked out, feeling good and by the time
I looked on the wall at the old clock on the wall
By that time, it was ten thirty daddy

I looked down the bar, at the bartender
He said, "Now what do you want Johnny?"

One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer

Well my baby she gone, she been gone two night
I ain't seen my baby since night before last
I wanna get drunk till I'm off of my mind
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer


And I sat there, gettin' high, stoned
Knocked out, and by the time
I looked on the wall, at the old clock again
And by that time, it was a quarter to two

Last call for alcohol, I said,
Hey mister bartender, what do you want?"

One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer

ana cristina leonardo disse...

«I'm not going to drink», the Consul said, halting, suddenly.
«Or am I? Not mescal anyway.»
«Of course not, the bottle's just there, behind that bush. Pick it up.»
«I can't», he objected - «That's right, just take one drink, just the necessary, the therepeutic drink: perhaps two drinks.»
«God», the Consul said. «Ah! Good. God. Christ.»
«Then you can say it doesn't count.»
«It doesn't. It isn't mescal.»
«Of course not, it's tequila. You might have another.»
«Thanks, I will.»
The Consul palsiedly readjusted the bottle to his lips.
«Bliss. Jesus. Sanctuary. Horror», he added.