You've gotta believe ~ Living my life in New York

Ja, tända ljus, oljor och musik strömmande från ipoden. Ansiktsmask och en peeling, det var nog bland de skönaste jag har gjort på riktigt länge. Det som skulle kunna göra allting ännu bättre är en massage och en kopp te, en av två saker går ju alla fall att fixa och man kanske kan charma mamma ett ge mig en massage.

Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled
They crawled out of the woodwork
And they whispered into your brain
They set you on the treadmill
And they made you change your name

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did

Loneliness was tough
The toughest role you ever played
Hollywood created a superstar
And pain was the price you paid
Even when you died
Oh the press still hounded you
All the papers had to say
Was that Marilyn was found in the nude

Goodbye Norma Jean
From the young man in the 22nd row
Who sees you as something as more than sexual
More than just our Marilyn Monroe

You got it dude