A cançoneta viciante da noite é





Cigarettes and chocolate milk

These are just a couple of my cravings

Everything it seems I like’s a little bit stronger

A little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me



If I should buy jellybeans

Have to eat them all in just one sitting

Everything it seems I like’s a little bit sweeter

A little bit fatter, a little bit harmful for me



And then there’s those other things

Which for several reasons we won’t mention

Everything about ’em is a little bit stranger, a little bit harder

A little bit deadly



It’s not very smart

Tends to make one part

So brokenhearted



Sitting here remembering me

Always been a shoe made for the city

Go ahead accuse me of just singing about places

With scrappy boys faces have general run of the town



Playing with prodigal sons

Take a lot of sentimental valiums

Can’t expect the world to be your raggedy andy

While running on empty you little old doll with a frown



You got to keep in the game

Retaining mystique while facing forward

I suggest a reading of lesson in tightropes

Or surfing your high hopes or adios kansas



It’s not very smart

Tends to make one part

So brokenhearted



Still there’s not a show on my back

Holes or a friendly intervention

I’m just a little bit heiress, a little bit irish

A little bit tower of pisa

Whenever I see ya

So please be kind if I’m a mess



Cigarettes and chocolate milk

Cigarettes and chocolate milk





Rufus Wainwright