My name is Luca
I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you
Yes, I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble
Some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was

I think it's cause I'm clumsy
I try not to talk to loud
Maybe it's because I'm crazy
I try not to act too proud
Only hit until you cry
After that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore

Yes, I think I'm okay
Walked into the door again
If you asked just what I say and
It's not you business anyway
I guess I'd liked to be alone
With nothing broken, nothing wrong
Just don't ask me how I am
Just don't ask me how I am
Just don't ask me how I am

My name is Luca
I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you
Yes, I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble
Some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was

And the only hit until you cry
After that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore

I love this song. Such a sweet-sounding song on such a terrible subject. Kinda makes you think, doesn't it?
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Watched Stomp the Yard on Monday. I can't believe how fantastic it is. I never knew! Watching Flushed Away today, and I hope I don't get too disappointed.
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Jeannel made this. Really. Her Pasta Mania tissue in her Pasta Mania straw. Its a wand, with two weird stuffs sticking out.



Vanessa with her phone. She absolutely refused to let me take a photo of her unless it was in this format - her trying to take a photo of me. Bloody hell.



Cute bins located amongst United Square, and I loved them, so I had to take a photo of the lion. Adorable adorable adorable.
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Go deliver a dare, vile dog!
Go hang a salami I'm a lasagna hog!
God to Hanoi on a hot dog
God saw I was a dog
"Do nine men interpret?" "Nine men," I nod
Do geese see God?
Don't nod
Dogma: I am God

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