No Shuffle (de novo por causa da Dé, q me apresentou essa banda): "F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A.L.L.E.D. L.O.V.E" - Pulp
... So what do I do? I've got a slightly sick feeling in my stomach
Like I'm standing on top of a very high building oh yeah.
All the stuff they tell you about in the movies
but this isn't chocolate boxes and roses.
It's dirtier than that,
like some small animal that only comes out at night...

... Oh. What is this feeling called love.
Why me. Why you. Why here. And why now ooh.
It doesn't make no sense no. It's not convenient no.
It doesn't fit my plans but I got that taste in my mouth again oh.
F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A. double L.E.D. L.O.V.E...