PRIMEIRA PESSOA DO PLURAL

UMA FAMÍLIA BEM DIFERENTE (Breakfast With Scot - 2007)

Sinopse: Eric (Tom Cavanagh) vive para o hóquei. Agora na faixa dos trinta, ele deixou sua carreira de jogador profissional para se tornar comentarista de esportes na TV. É uma vida de sonho! Mas quando o namorado de Eric, Sam (Ben Shenkman), avisa que eles terão que cuidar temporariamente de um menino, o confortável mundo de Eric desmonta. Chega Scot (Noah Bernett), recém-órfão, um menino efeminado de 11 anos e o oposto exato de Eric. Assustados com a alegria de viver de Scot, Eric e Sam gentilmente afastam Scot dos perfumados cremes para mãos e de tudo o que for cor-de-rosa, buscando um passatempo mais "aceitável": o hóquei. Mas após o primeiro e desastroso jogo de Scot, Eric começa a repensar as concessões que fez em sua própria vida, para poder ser "aceito".

(http://www.interfilmes.com/filme_21644_Uma.Familia.Bem.Diferente-(Breakfast.With.Scot).html)

Música: Vegas
Intérprete: Sara Bareilles
CD: Little Voice (2007)

Gonna sell my car and go to Vegas
Cause somebody told me that’s where dreams would be.
Gonna sell my car and go to Vegas
Finally see my name upon the Palace marquees

Gonna quit my job and move to New York
Cause somebody told me that’s where dreamers should go.
I'm gonna quit my job and move to New York.
And tattoo my body with every Broadway show.

CHORUS
Listen up now honey, you’re gonna be sorry
Can’t get out from under a sky that is falling
You say… No fame no money I’m nobody
The way I’m running has sure got me down on my knees
But next stop, Vegas please

Gotta get to Vegas
Can you take me to Vegas?

Gonna sell my house and cross the border
Cause somebody said that dreams live in Mexico
Gonna sell my house and gonna lose ten pounds and cross the border
And make sweet love upon the white sandy shore

CHORUS
Listen up now honey, you’re gonna be sorry
Can’t get out from under a sky that is falling
You say… No fame no money i’m nobody
The way I’m running has sure got me down on my knees
But next stop, Vegas please

It’s always just around the corner or you’re on your way to somewhere
That is bigger, better if you could only get there
It’s never your fault you can’t start your own winning streak
But I’d hate to lose you to the fortune you seek

I'm gonna lose my mind and sail the ocean
Cause somebody told me there were cherry blue skies
I'm gonna fix my mind with a final destination
And have a deep sleep upon the sweet dream I'll never realize...
No

CHORUS
Listen up now honey, you’re gonna be sorry
You can’t get out from under a sky that is falling
You say… No fame no money I’m nobody
The way I’m running has sure got me down on my knees
But next stop, Vegas please…
I got to get to Vegas. I got to get to Vegas

(http://letras.terra.com.br/sara-bareilles/1077534/)