Your lipstick stains on the front lobe of my left side brains I knew I wouldn't forget you, and so I went and let you blow my mind Your sweet moon beam, the smell of you in every single dream I dream I knew when we collided, you're the one I have decided who's one of my kind...
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Si no encuentras tu media naranja, toma tu medio limón agrégale azúcar, aguardiente, hielo y a disfrutar de la vida.
