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sábado, 20 de novembro de 2010

McCartney de bici em SP, dizem

vi e li na Folha.com:

Paul McCartney deixa hotel em segredo para passear de bicicleta em SP.

Paul McCartney passeou de bicicleta em São Paulo no final da manhã deste sábado. O ex-beatle deixou o hotel Grand Hyatt, onde está hospedado, por volta das 11h e foi ao Parque do Povo, localizado no bairro Itaim Bibi. McCartney saiu pela garagem munido de bicicleta. Segundo pessoas ligadas à produção, é uma prática comum sair para conhecer parques. No local, acontecia a final da Federação Brasileira de Bumerangue, mas o movimento era tranquilo.

sexta-feira, 27 de abril de 2007

paul mccartney - another day

Every day she takes a morning bath, she wets her hair
Wraps a towel around her as she's heading for the
bedroom chair
It's just another day

Slipping into stockings, stepping into shoes
Dipping in the pocket of her raincoat
It's just another day

At the office where the papers grow she takes a break
Drinks another coffee and she finds it hard to stay
awake
It's just another day
Du du du du du du, it's just another day
Du du du du du du, it's just another day

So sad, so sad, sometimes she feels so sad
Alone in her apartment she'd dwell
Till the man of her dreams comes to break the spell
Ah, stay, don't stand her up
And he comes and he stays, but he leaves the next day
So sad, sometimes she feels so sad

As she posts another letter to the sound of five
People gather 'round her and she finds it hard to stay
alive
It's just another day
Du du du du du du, it's just another day
Du du du du du du, it's just another day

So sad, so sad, sometimes she feels so sad
Alone in her apartment she'd dwell
Till the man of her dreams comes to break the spell
Ah, stay, don't stand her up
And he comes and he stays, but he leaves the next day
So sad, sometimes she feels so sad

Every day she takes a morning bath, she wets her hair
Wraps a towel around her as she's heading for the
bedroom chair
It's just another day

Slipping into stockings, stepping into shoes
Dipping in the pocket of her raincoat
Ah, it's just another day
Du du du du du du, it's just another day
Du du du du du du, it's just another day