B de Brega, B de Bom
Não há nada melhor que ouvir um sonzinho que a gente gosta, não é mesmo? Todo mundo se diz cult, intelectual, cabeça, de bom gosto... Danem-se todos. Somos brega, pois ser brega é ser feliz. Existe coisa mais brega do que ser feliz? Existe coisa mais feliz do que ser brega? Quem não gostar passe a fazê-lo ou desapareça. Eu vou tirar você desse lugar e te colocar frente a frente com as melhores gravações. Você tá feito.
Mother dear, mother dear, mother dear
ResponderExcluirThe sky is getting cloudy and it looks a lot like it might
Start to rain so pick up your bag and your plastic mac
While I phone your mother again to tell her we'll still come over
(ring ring)
Mother dear, it's nice to hear from you again
Mother dear, don't speak now
We'll be over as soon as we can
Heading out the front door say good morning to the neighbours
Passing by then it caught my eye the bus we needed
The bus too that takes us right outside
Mother dear it's nice to see you smiling face
Again once more Mother dear the time ha flown
Aand I'm afraid we'll have to go
Waving from the window see that
Lonely look glistening
In her eye as we head back home
She is left alone till
Next week at the same time
Until the goodbye
Goodbye Mother dear, goodbye goodbye