Entre meus rins…

You’ ve got her in your pocket
and theres no way out now
put it in the safe and lock it
cause its home sweet home

Nobody ever told you that it was the wrong way
to trick a woman, make her feel she did it her way
and you’ ll be there if she ever feels blue
and you’ll be there when she finds someone new
what to do
well you know

You keep her in your pocket
where theres no way out now
put it in the safe and lock it
cause its home sweet home

The smile on your face made her think
she had the right one
then she thought she was sure
by the way you two could have fun

But now she might leave
like shes threatened before
grab hold of her fast
before her feet leave the floor
and she’s out the door
cause you want

To keep her in your pocket
where theres no way out now
put it in the safe and lock it
cause its home sweet home

And in your own mind
you know you’ re lucky just to know her
and in the beginning all you wanted
was to show her
but now you’re scared

You think shes running away
you search in your hand for something clever to say
don’t go away
’cause I want 
To keep you in my pocket

                                                  (You’ ve Got Her in Your Pocket, White Stripes)

* Em alguns dias você é o céu, em outros é o dedo em riste de satanás! Em alguns dias você é educada, é solícita, em outros lhe falta senso de humor… Das coisas que me faltam bem sei eu, e como são tantas! Falta uma família, falta dinheiro, falta aquele cd da Julieta Venegas que não tem no Brasil, falta tempo, falta carinho, e falta suprir a necessidade absurda de carinho, falta um ano de faculdade, falta delicadeza.
Tenho realmente muitas faltas, não preciso de alguém para apontá-las.

** Não estou aqui para ser guardada.