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23.2.06

Um precioso talvez...


Comfort of strangers - novo álbum de Beth Orton...
Bem do jeito que eu gosto.
Aliás, eu adoro essa sagitariana...

Nenhuma letra nova ainda (pena), vai uma antiga só para recordar...

Precious maybe
(Beth Orton)

"Sometimes I get to thinkin', baby, when I'm all alone
I could maybe make it on my own
The more, oh, you set me free
The more attractive you seem to be

And my baby
My precious baby
You're my maybe
My only maybe

Sometimes I get to thinkin' when we're on the telephone
Are you really on your own?
So more that you set me free
The more deceptive it gets to be

And my baby
My only maybe
You're my baby
My precious maybe

Sometimes I get a feelin' in every part of me
Nothin' is what it seems to be
The more, oh, you set me free
The more addicted I get to be

You're my baby
My only maybe..."
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