I'll Be There For You ("Friends" theme)

So no one told you life was going to be this way
Your jobs a joke, you're broke, your love life's DOA.

It's like you're always stuck in second gear
And it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year
but..

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...

You're still in bed at ten
And work began at eight
You've burned your breakfast
So far... things are goin' great

Your mother warned you there'd be days like these
Oh but she didn't tell you when the world has brought
You down to your knees that...

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...

No one could ever know me
Seems you're the only one who knows
What it's like to be me
Someone to face the day with
Make it through all the rest with
Someone I'll always laugh with
Even at my worst I'm best with you, yeah

It's like you're always stuck in second gear
And it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year...

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...

I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...

Grazie, grazie di tutto!

Mille volte grazie!!!

Era tanto che non riprendevo sto blog!!!

Ci metto una bella canzone che dedico a... trooooooppe persone!!


oo) What you want
(oo) Baby, I got
(oo) What you need
(oo) Do you know I got it?
(oo) All I'm askin'
(oo) Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit)
Hey baby (just a little bit) when you get home
(just a little bit) mister (just a little bit)

I ain't gonna do you wrong while you're gone
Ain't gonna do you wrong (oo) 'cause I don't wanna (oo)
All I'm askin' (oo)
Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit)
Baby (just a little bit) when you get home (just a little bit)
Yeah (just a little bit)

I'm about to give you all of my money
And all I'm askin' in return, honey
Is to give me my profits
When you get home (just a, just a, just a, just a)
Yeah baby (just a, just a, just a, just a)
When you get home (just a little bit)
Yeah (just a little bit)

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Ooo, your kisses (oo)
Sweeter than honey (oo)
And guess what? (oo)
So is my money (oo)
All I want you to do (oo) for me
Is give it to me when you get home (re, re, re ,re)
Yeah baby (re, re, re ,re)
Whip it to me (respect, just a little bit)
When you get home, now (just a little bit)

R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Find out what it means to me
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Take care, TCB

Oh (sock it to me, sock it to me,
sock it to me, sock it to me)
A little respect (sock it to me, sock it to me,
sock it to me, sock it to me)
Whoa, babe (just a little bit)
A little respect (just a little bit)
I get tired (just a little bit)
Keep on tryin' (just a little bit)
You're runnin' out of foolin' (just a little bit)
And I ain't lyin' (just a little bit)
(re, re, re, re) 'spect
When you come home (re, re, re ,re)
Or you might walk in (respect, just a little bit)
And find out I'm gone (just a little bit)
I got to have (just a little bit)
A little respect (just a little bit)


Certe persone non sanno proprio cosa sia il rispetto.
Sono talmente estranee a questo concetto che, anche se sei solo tu a rispettarle (che ti rispettino loro puoi anche scordartelo), nel migliore dei casi restano spiazzate, ma sono capaci addirittura di dirti o di farti capire che nessuno te l'aveva chiesto.

Non sto a scrivere qui cosa mi spinge a parlare in questo modo, sarebbe infantile oltre che inutile.
Dico solo che si dovrebbe sempre cercare di immaginare quali reazioni potrebbe avere una persona di fronte a determitate parole o azioni. Perchè anche questo è rispetto.
E' strafottenza trattare il prossimo come se fosse un pupazzetto: tiro quel filo, muoverà quel braccio; dico questa frase, avrà questa reazione.
Anche se lo si fa inconsciamente, è sempre strafottenza.

Tira pure quel filo, io non muoverò quel braccio. Non muoverò nemmeno l'altro. Non lo muoverò e basta.
Posso diventare un pezzo di ghiaccio quando cazzo voglio, ormai si sa.