Tougher Than The Rest

Well it’s Saturday night
You’re all dressed up in blue
I been watching you awhile
Maybe you been watching me too
So somebody ran out
Left somebody’s heart in a mess
Well if you’re looking for love
Honey I’m tougher than the rest

Some girls they want a handsome Dan
Or some good-lookin’ Joe, on their arm
Some girls like a sweet-talkin’ Romeo
Well ’round here baby
I learned you get what you can get
So if you’re rough enough for love
Honey I’m tougher than the rest

The road is dark
And it’s a thin thin line
But I want you to know I’ll walk it for you any time
Maybe your other boyfriends
Couldn’t pass the test
Well if you’re rough and ready for love
Honey I’m tougher than the rest

Well it ain’t no secret
I’ve been around a time or two
Well I don’t know baby maybe you’ve been around too
Well there’s another dance
All you gotta do is say yes
And if you’re rough and ready for love
Honey I’m tougher than the rest
If you’re rough enough for love
Baby I’m tougher than the rest

Pensieri poco casti…

Non vi è mai successo di avere un pensiero fisso…come dire…poco casto (a buon intenditor poche parole…)?
A me si, è capitato. Anzi, mi capita ogni giorno dal 25/2/2008, per cui è quasi un anno…mache ci posso fare???
Non è colpa mia se quello è un gran figo e come s non bastasse incredibilmente sexy…insomma, lo sogno anche di notte, cosa che non mi era mai successa prima!
Qui bisogna porre fine ai tormenti, ma credo ci sia un unico modo per farlo…