Quaaludes and red wine in the morning make me cry.
It doesn't really matter what I'm doing
It doesn't really matter who I'm seeing
It doesn't really matter if I'm happy
They've always made me cry, those fucking quaaludes and red wine.
(Dennis McHalle)
Direto na têmpora: The tracks of my tears - Smokey Robinson
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