You look so pretty when you have been drinking / And don't care when your friends say you're a mess / You laugh at all my jokes when no one else does / So I feel it's only right I must confess / You see I wasn't really drunk I was just pretending / Because I wanted so much to feel the way you do / And now this party it seems never ending / I would gladly sip my champaign from your shoes / When I found you sitting there under the table / I hoped that you would make some room for me / But I have never been much of a drinker / And at this bar they don't serve herbal tea / You see I wasn't... / So I woke with the dawn to fix you breakfast / I served it to you right there in your bed / But your blood shot eyes adressed me like a stranger / As if I caused that pain inside your head / I wasn't really drunk...
Es menos irónica, pero me recuerda a "8" de Los Planetas ("entonces se despierta, me mira y sé que nada va a pasar").
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