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 LyricsTime.com 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.