"O jeito que o Freddie jogava Scrabble, lembra ?
Ele fazia o possível pra sempre ganhar mais pontos."
"Inventava palavras."
"É, tipo lacka-lacka."
"Filho-da-mãe! rs"
"rs"
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Come on, come on, come on, come on now, touch me, babe. Can't you see that I am not afraid? What was that promise that you made? Why won't you tell me what she said? What was that promise that you made? Now, I'm gonna love you 'til the heaven stops the rain. I'm gonna love you 'til the stars fall from the sky for you and I.
Come on, come on, come on, come on now, touch me, babe. Can't you see that I am not afraid? What was that promise that you made? Why won't you tell me what she said? What was that promise that you made? Now, I'm gonna love you 'til the heaven stops the rain. I'm gonna love you 'til the stars fall from the sky for you and I.
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