No bodyboard seguia a Flur, revista grande com as águas cristalinas do Leblon e de Santa Catarina, alguns atletas de cristo no "surfe" (ler o "u" como "u" e não à inglesa) como o Jójó Olivença, a Brenda Kawlowski. Depois havia as irmãs Nogueira. E por fim apareceu o Guilherme Tâmega. Nomes grandes do bodyboard.
Cá faziam-se campeonatos curtos e amadores, mas com grande pica. Os personagens eram de sonho. Era tudo de sonho.
Nas capas dos dossiers, as imagens dos aéreos do Mike Stewart misturavam-se com shots dos gigs do The Cure a tocar no Rio ou em São Paulo. O sonho era real. Entre a praia e o shoegaze, o castanho e o preto, o dia e a noite, viviam-se os dias como se o amanhã fosse sempre o prolongamento de hoje, sem machadadas lentas mas firmes na certeza do que estava obviamente pré-determinado.
Era assim e era bom.
Oh I love, oh I love, oh I love
What you do to my head
When you pull me upstairs
And you push me to bed
What you do to my head
When you pull me upstairs
And you push me to bed
I love what you do to my head
Its a mess out there!
Its a mess out there!
Oh I love, oh I love, oh I love
What you do to my heart
When you push me back down
And then pull me apart
What you do to my heart
When you push me back down
And then pull me apart
(Continua)
I love what you do to my heart
Its the best, oh yeah
Its the best, oh yeah
Oh I love, oh I love, oh I love
What you do to my lips
When you suck me inside
And you blow me a kiss
I love what you do to my lips
Its so sweet in there
What you do to my lips
When you suck me inside
And you blow me a kiss
I love what you do to my lips
Its so sweet in there
Oh I love, love, love, love
What you do to my hips
When you blow me outside
And then suck me like this
What you do to my hips
When you blow me outside
And then suck me like this
I love what you do to my hips
Its the beat, oh yeah
Its the beat, oh yeah
Youre the only one I cry for
The only one I try to please
Youre the only one I sigh for
The only one I die to squeeze
The only one I try to please
Youre the only one I sigh for
The only one I die to squeeze
And it gets better everyday, I play
With you its such a scream
Yeah it gets better everyday, I say
With you its so extreme
With you its such a scream
Yeah it gets better everyday, I say
With you its so extreme
Yeah it gets wetter everyday, I stay
With you its like a dream
With you its like a dream
Oh I love, oh I love, oh I love
What you do to my skin
Please slip me on
And slide me in
What you do to my skin
Please slip me on
And slide me in
I love what you do to my skin
Its a passion oh yeah
Its a passion oh yeah
Oh I love, love, love, love
What you do to my bones
When you slide me up
And take me home
I love what you do to my bones
Its the crush oh yeah
What you do to my bones
When you slide me up
And take me home
I love what you do to my bones
Its the crush oh yeah
Youre the only one I cry for
The only one I try to please
Youre the only one I sigh for
The only one I die to squeeze
The only one I try to please
Youre the only one I sigh for
The only one I die to squeeze
And it gets hazier anyway, I sway
With you its such a scream
Yeah it gets mazier every play, I say
With you its so extreme
With you its such a scream
Yeah it gets mazier every play, I say
With you its so extreme
Yeah it gets crazier everyday, I stay
With you its like a dream
With you its like a dream
Oh I love, oh I love, oh I love
What you do to me
What you do to me
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