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Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
’relax,’ said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave
Fuguémonos
al Hotel California
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otro sábado
Here's the poem that Bonnie wrote:
Their nature is raw; They hate the law
They say they are heartless and mean; The road was so dimly lighted; There were no highway signs to guide; But they made up their mindsIf all roads were blind, They wouldn't give up till they died. From heart-break some people have suffered; From weariness some people have died; But take it all in all, Our troubles are small Till we get like Bonnie and Clyde.Some day they'll go down together; They'll bury them side by side; To few it'll be grief To the law a relief But it's death for Bonnie and Clyde
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