Sidonie boheme

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Sitting on the highest cloud
Feet dangling, I can't believe
Why do you give Kerouac laurels
If you're going to fall along the way
If your dad? He doesn't buy you that car
You will leave home tonight
You think better of it
There is no TV on the street
And today they will show "Sex in the City"
In the film library there is a cycle
Of German expressionist cinema
Would you like to be with Versace
And not put up with fucking Fritz Lang
You hang your cross
When you go out to party
To feel a little sinister
And in the big shawl?
No sacred icons
Mom? rez?: "Come back at three"
Who will cure? your illness
Can't stand it?s
In bohemian life
Alice crosses your mirror
She gives you her hand and you can't believe
That with your grandmother's pay
br/>Buy mushrooms to grow
...And to shrink
Here? Alice walks away
You call the camel who complains
You can't pay
But you? you want another
You decide that you are going to fuck him

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