Cafe Tacuba la pinta

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Brenda, beloved on the ship
I have to embark
I am sorry that you do not venture to sail
tomorrow at 8 on the Chapultepec metro
Chinese pamba and kiss pipo to the one who is not here
br/>goodbye Rogelio stay
copy the statements
the smell report, the bench heats up...
manifestos and speeches I couldn't express myself
comrade Naif on the walls I'm leaving to capture
if you want at home you can stay and theorize
at your age you can't help and it's better not to get in the way
and I'm telling you at this pace so you can understand,
me I'm looking I'm looking I'm looking and I'm going to look

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