O piesa obsedanta din timpul facultatii…ma mai marcheaza si acum…imi amintesc ca Sorinel Pustiu’ o asculta in casti vreo 2 ore pe un casetofon portabil, si cand se gata o derula si o asculta la nesfarsit…o piesa trista, care se incadreaza in linia celor cu care v-am delectat ieri (“Murder Ballads”)…luati de-aici si versurile:
“Hey little girl, wanna go for a ride
there’s room in my wagon, it’s parked right outside
we can cruise down Robbert Street all night long
but I think I’ll just rape you and kill you instead
Diane, Diane, Diane
I hear there’s a party at lake Cove
It would be so much esier if I drove
We could check it out, we could go and see
Come on take a ride with me
Diane, Diane, Diane
We lay down together for a while
I put all your clothes in a nice neat little pile
you’re the cutest Girl I’ve ever seen in my life
but it’s over now and with my knife
Diane, Diane, Diane.”
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