There is nothing special about it
Two women holding hands
The nuance comes later
When they do it under the tablecloth
Then alone with nothing to lose
br/>After the hands, goes the rest of the skin
A love to hide
And although in leather there is nowhere to hide it
They disguise it as friendship
When he goes for a walk through the city
One thinks that that is not right
The other thinks that what is going to be done
And what the others think is unnecessary
Who stops pigeons in flight
Flying at the bottom of the ground
Woman against woman
I am not up to the task
To throw the first stone at them
If I mistake the occasion ³n
And I find them lip by lip in the living room
I wouldn't even dare to cough
If I don't like it, I already know what to do
What do they do with my stones his wall
Who stops flying pigeons
Flying at the bottom of the ground
Woman against woman
One thinks that this is not right
The other thinks that it is going away do
And what others think is irrelevant
Who stops pigeons in flight
Flying at the bottom of the ground
Woman against woman
Who stops pigeons in flight
Flying at the bottom of the ground
Woman against woman

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