FINALMENTE! O "THURSDAY'S GANG" tem um blog.... O gang marca encontro todas as primeira Quintas Feiras do Mês para um JANTAREKO. Tudo começou no século XX no inverno de 1998.
A partir deste momento lanço a primeira pedra, perdão tecla.
"Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk, I'm a woman's man: no time to talk. Music loud and women warm. I've been kicked around since I was born. And now it's all right - it's O.K. - And you may look the other way. We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man. Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin alive, stayin' alive. Feel the city breakin' and ev'rybody shakin' and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Ah, ha, ha, ha, Stayin' Alive. Well now, I get low and I get high And if I can't get either I really try. Got the wings of heaven on my shoes I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose. You know it's all right, it's O.K. I'll live to see another day. We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man. Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother, You're stayin alive, stayin' alive. Feel the city breakin' and ev'rybody shakin' and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Ah, ha, ha, ha, Stayin' Alive. Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me. Somebody help, me, yeah. Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help, me, yeah."
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"Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man: no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm.
I've been kicked around since I was born.
And now it's all right - it's O.K. -
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man.
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother
You're stayin alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin' and ev'rybody shakin'
and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, Stayin' Alive.
Well now, I get low and I get high
And if I can't get either I really try.
Got the wings of heaven on my shoes
I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose.
You know it's all right, it's O.K.
I'll live to see another day.
We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man.
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
You're stayin alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin' and ev'rybody shakin'
and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, Stayin' Alive.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help, me, yeah.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help, me, yeah."
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