Os pongo la letra de la canción (en inglés):
Baby I’m sorry, it’s not working out,
There isn’t another woman, so please don’t shout
I just can’t split my time, and flit to and fro,
So I’m sorry I’m leaving you for Evo
You said I’m distant, I’d have to agree,
I’m trying to build up my Master League team
It’s not something that just happens overnight
I hope you can see what I’m doing is right
I know you think saying I love you, seems to say it all
But I’d rather learn how to perfect the perfect through ball
And I can’t bear to think of the time we were together I lost
Trying to master the Rabona cross
Don’t think it’s plain sailing, for PES and me all of the time,
2008 wasn’t great, and I’m not too fond of ‘09
But my commitment is strong and I’ll never let go
So baby, I’m leaving you for Pro Evo
I know the network play is nowhere near what it could be
I know most of the kits aren’t licensed and its got horrendous commentary
But it never moans at me, when I come home late at night
And it doesn’t get moody, and stay at its mum’s when I forget its birthday or valentines
Baby thats it I’m afraid, I have to take my pick
I’m afraid the sex with you didn’t come near to scoring a direct free kick
So please wipe your tears, and maybe next year, you’ll see that this was best
That’s why baby, I’m leaving you for PES
No sé... a mí me gustan mucho los videojuegos y este año me he comprado el FIFA 09 y sí, mola y tal, pero no sé... tanto como dejar a la churri por eso... no sé... el FIFA no limpia ni cocina :P
PD: Si algún colectivo de feministas con ganas de cabrearse por casualidad por casualidad viera mi blog... iba a decir que la última frase iba sin ánimo de ofender, pero qué demonios, paso de gilipolleces de corrección política. Evidentemente se trata de una broma, y si alguien no lo pilla es su problema.
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