Tras un dia no-perfecto, Lou Reed.

Última canción del día:
JUST A PERFECT DAY.

Mi sabio y queridísimo y heroinomanísimo Lou...,
tú sí que sabías pasártelo bién:

Just a perfect day,
Drink Sangria in the park,
And then later, when it gets dark,
We go home.

Just a perfect day,
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later, a movie, too,
And then home.

Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.

Just a perfect day,
Problems all left alone,
Weekenders on our own.
It's such fun.

Just a perfect day,
You made me forget myself.
I thought I was someone else,
Someone good.

Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.

You're going to reap just what you sow.

Imaginación al poder...: mientras grabo abonos en la puta oficina, mis deberes mentales son
imaginarme un día perfecto bebiendo sangría en el parque y dándole de comer a los animales en el zoo.
Ah, y volviendo a casa con él.

Estoy harta de trabajar.