I Remember Julie - Ed Motta

I Remember Julie

First, hurts

She used to have a fake glass upon her desk

Style, wild

I Remember Julie

Fine, glides

She used to drink expensive wine her father bought

Cool, fool

She now has been «digging» some vinyl

And how are «indies» gonna rate it

I Remember Julie

Crates, snakes

Of course it’s fun

Her talents strong she never worked

Gasp, tact

I am missing Julie

Why?

Tight

I’ve been involved with her long time

Not sicne last night

Nice, twice