too smart for your own good

Sometimes the things your mother told you come back to haunt you.

The above heading, along with ‘you think you’re so sharp you’ll cut yourself’ comes to mind.

Today I finally looked up the lyrics of a song I’d been merrily humming along to in the car, thinking it was a hymn to the sensuality of life. Some of the lyrics are here, compliments of and Google translator.

The song seems to be about killing someone and the lyrics I thought I’d ‘got’ are really about a haughty tanguera. Sigh.



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