I just found you, down on the street, I was bored and tired of roaming, I soon passed you, you were a spit away, I could have got you, but you ran away, and I stood under a warm rain, in a hot summer night, I had a terrible strain, I was there and I was alone, standing like a fool, or maybe I should say like a restless man waiting for his bloody bus. Keep waiting, I keep waiting, and my girl is up there, fancying of dating me, I would like to touch her dried lips, and "have" a hot kiss. You were the impossible, and I was the crazy nice fellow running for it, I'm your Mr. Unknown, just a fool standing there all alone, wet outside but soaked inside... It's a senseless song, for a senseless guy, in a senseless night... I keep fancying, I keep waiting, I keep kissing you... That's a shady love on the "white corner" in an unexisting world. And I felt as nothing as ever. Blow me away, baby! Pfffffffff............. Telemaco "Dried-Lips" Pepe Questo testo è depositato presso www.neteditor.it e quindi coperto da diritti d'autore. Esso non potrà essere riprodotto totalmente o parzialmente senza il consenso dell'autore stesso, il quale, peraltro, ha autorizzato la pubblicazione su NuovoGPR, in data indicata in testa ed a mezzo e-mail.