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Subject: Serving up fraps Народ, помогите... что-то туго у меня со сленгом (я так полагаю, он имеет место быть здесь). И urban не помог...Песня... She wakes up with the sun
She throws on her clothes
Hoping her car will start the second time around
The day has begun
The lines out the door
[B]Serving up fraps[/B]
Until she can’t take anymore
I see it in her broken smile Oh, I wish I could tell her
You’re one in a million
You’re going the distance, babe
You’re gonna work it out someday
I wish I could tell her
You’re one in a million
But you never even look my way She ties up her hair
Her makeup is smeared
Wiping the tears that she wants no one to see
She screams on the pain
I hear every word
Why don’t you know?
How beautiful you are
Just see it in my broken smile
.. ну и так далее
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