Madrid, resumen

                                                                
                                                

                                                                                       Primera tarde
                                                                                       Aeropuerto frío
                                                                                       Legazpi y orfidal
                                                   
                                                                                       Segundo Round
                                                                                       Lavapies, Hankover
                                                                                       La profe Deb
                                                                                       Comando Zamora
                                                                                       siempre muy presente.
                                                                                       De cañas con Sidecars
                                                                                       Bolón de Juancho, Ruly
                                                                                       Manu y Gervas…
                                                                                       Fría huelga
                                                                                       No me acuerdo del
                                                                                       nombre de mi
                                                                                       acompañante
                                                                                       asalto un Taxi
                                                                                       en Gran Via
                                                                                       al rato
                                                                                       lo asaltan
                                                                                       conmigo dentro
                                                                                       Bienvenida
                                                    
                                                                                       Tercera parte.
                                                                                       Me reconocen:
                                                                                       Café y zumo
                                                                                       Compras de libros
                                                                                       que en mi ciudad
                                                                                       no existen, Iñaki
                                                                                       no esta…
                                                                                       "Espera a la
                                                                                        primavera, Bandini"
                                                                                       Suspendido el bolo
                                                                                       me marcho de copas
                                                                                       se llamaba Angie
                                                                                       like a rolling stone
                                                                                       chocolate sin churros
                                                                                       cero grados
                                                    
                                                                                       Cuarto milenio
                                                                                       Lo mejor para la
                                                                                       resaca en Madrid
                                                                                       un "Daiquiri Blues
                                                                                       en la noche del sábado"
                                                                                       porque me faltas tú..
                                                                                       Si tío, soy Johnny!
                                                                                       vamos para dentro…
                                                                                       pedazo de banda,
                                                                                       Galileo, maquilladora
                                                                                       maquilla mi resaca.
                                                                                     
                                                                                       Quinta estación
                                                                                       un último esfuerzo
                                                                                       La Latina
                                                                                       tapas, por fin
                                                                                       pelirroja
                                                                                      No cuento las resacas
                                                                                      Quique segunda parte
                                                                                      (Gracias Master)
                                                                                      con Juancar
                                                                                      las chicas de Zaragoza
                                                                                      yo lo disfruto más
                                                                                      si cabe
                                                                                      me despido de todos
                                                                                      hasta el domingo.
                                                                                      En tres horas
                                                                                      el  lunes más blanco
                                                                                      bailaba sobre el hielo
                                                                                      de la M40
                                                                                      beso el suelo
                                                                                      me siento
                                                                                      en un viaje
                                                                                      de 5 horas
                                                                                      en avión
                                                                                      pero llego
                                                                                      Punto y seguido

                                                                                      Posdata
                                                                                      Mariola, Juancar,
                                                                                      Madrid…
                                                                                      Os quiero!                                     
                                   
                                                   

                                                    
                                                    

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