Post my meaning
Oh oh oh oh, Mary, Mary
Mary had a little boy but little did she know
That everywhere that Mary went the little boy was sure to go
Mary, a girl at a party
Pretty face, fantasy body
On the strength girl was fine
Mission: make her mine
So I stepped to her shyly
Before I could speak she walked right by me
Frozen, lost my cool
Out of the groove, what's my next move
Should I chill, should I follow
Heart is pounding, I feel hollow
Paused, thought for a minute
If she was a pool I'd jump right in it
So in her path I did step
Nervous but I still had pep
It didn't matter where she went to
I would be there too
Mary had a little boy but little did she know
That everywhere that Mary went the little boy was sure to go
Saw her at the mall
Stand tall, courage don't fall
To her smoothly I approached
Tried to speak and almost choked
Abnormal for the ruthless chiller
Normally I'm a ladies killer
Why were my nerves shaky
I knew she'd make me and not break me
Here she comes, should I talk to her now
Yes, it's now or never
Mary had a little boy but little did she know
That everywhere that Mary went the little boy was sure to go
Mary had a little boy but little did she know (oh Mary, Mary)
That everywhere that Mary went the little boy was sure to go (oh Mary, Mary)
Oh oh-oh-oh ooh-oh, Mary
Oh oh-oh-oh ooh-oh, Mary
Hello Mary, how's your day
Hope it's going in the right way
How about dinner and some dancing
Later on some romancing
Music, we could talk
And express our inner thoughts
How about it, what do you think
Ended statement with a wink
Mary had a little boy but little did she know
That everywhere that Mary went the little boy was sure to go
Mary had a little boy but little did she know
That everywhere that Mary went the little boy was sure to go
Mary had a little boy but little did she know (oh Mary, Mary)
That everywhere that Mary went the little boy was sure to go (oh Mary, Mary)
Oh oh-oh-oh ooh-oh
Kontrastas, bet gal ne toks baisus kaip gali pasirodyti. Aš irgi po savo stogu randu kai kurioms LT pop žvaigždėms vietos. Pvz, turbūt visi čia žino, kad aš esu visai nemenkas Aistės Pilvelytės mėgėjas.
Mano smegenys neregistruoja kai pamatau tokį vaizdą kaip "DjVaids mėgsta Pink Floyd dainą Time", o po apačia "DjVaids mėgsta YVA dainą Vasaros mergaitės" Bet imu pratintis jau.
Parašiau. Prašau, pakvieskit kas nors Pazistu_Mykola pasigrožėt tuo dienoraščiu... bus kaip laiko mašina 10 metų atgal, kai aš bombinau music'ą exceliniais grafikais ir Pazistu_Mykola tik ateidavo pasijuokt iš mano polinkio viskas "užstatistikinti"
Apskritai, senesniais laikais beveik visi kūrėjai pradėdavo su intencija tiesiog dalintis, be jokių monetizacijų. Tik vėliau už tai gavo atlygį. Dabar, deja, viskas korporatyvizuota (jei yra toks žodis), ir sunku pradėti be gero plano nuo pradžių.
Na, skaitoma medija visai kitą auditoriją turi, bet ir palyginti gerokai mažesnė. Tokia jau tinklaraštininkų dalia. Na bet galiausiai, svarbiausia, kad veikla patiktų ir duotų kažko gero bent keliems žmonėms. Ko daugiau ir reikia.
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