I AM DISAPOINTED!

i mean has anybody seen brasil vs. kroatia yesterday... hello mr. ronaldo??? please! someone send me a yellow shirt, and i'll be as effective on the field as him... i also can bind one leg on my back... i don't think this is correct grammar- or makes sence... anyway i know what i mean.... it was no good game and the kroatians really deserved a goal, two i would say... and what is wrong with france? ... i have to post the suisse girl very soon i guess... =D she's so cute, you'll like her and she is very organized =D... but first we'll have a closer look on the nasty host...esse?! ! =D i think this flag should go... and i hope the pits are shaved... otherwise we'll get in trouble with the planet again =D what we might get anyway, because of posting all this footballstuff including a robbie williams song... whom i like very much... maybe i'm really a fag trapped in a womans body?? ... anyway, he has a lot of nice songs you can use on supporting your team... but actually one of our tv-sations uses this one as soundtrack for their highlight-recaps... so move your boney asses with me... well this would also make a really good one to dance through the house with just panties on...

artist: robbie williams
song: a place to crash
album: intensive care

i - i - i
i'm on a mission
to abuse my position
abuse it with you

love, i'm a cynical bitch
gonna scratch that itch
with a bitch like you

modern thinking's made me miserable
everything is unforgivable
if not for you
i wouldn't come at all

find a place to crash
(boom boom, boom boom labida)
move your boney ass
(boom boom, boom boom labida)
love me like i'm cash
(boom, boom, boom, boom, labida)
you can feel the clash
(boom, boom, boom, boom, labida)

[guitar]

if there's a freak in here
looking for someone like me
i fit that description
perfectly

boom, boom, boom
i bet they'll desert you
they would if they met you
met you with me

every move you make is poetry
they all fake what you do naturally
if not for you
i wouldn't come at all

find a place to crash
(boom, boom, boom, boom, labida)
move your boney ass
(boom, boom, boom, boom, labida)
love me like i'm cash
(boom, boom, boom, boom, labida)
you can see the clash
(boom, boom, boom, boom, labida)

kiss me
with your mouth
teach me
with your brain
(all right)

oh, yeah, oh, yeah

they say i say
when i say nothing at all
leaves a taste in my stomach
and it's no taste at all
i can't sing, i can't dance
that didn't stop me at all
it's a ball when i call, if i call you at all

love is the reason but it won't pay my rent
only palone fill your dish in the dent
i won't be happy 'till the money's been spent
i forget to forget, oh, fuck it, oh, fuck it

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah