Clichês lyrics by Madame Rrose Sélavy. O que parece ser, Tem coisas a dizer, Mil maneiras de correr, De cair, de se erguer, Idéias para se fazer, Apertar para...
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O que parece ser,
Tem coisas a dizer,
Mil maneiras de correr,
De cair, de se erguer,
Idéias para se fazer,
Apertar para nos caber,
Coisas para entender,
Tem um monte de clichê.
Muitos modos de prazer,
São difíceis de esquecer,
Ninguém pode nos deter,
No final vamos viver.
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