You gave me a pet name. Which is not to say I like it. We met at a party. Not to say I was invited. . You said love was just a lie. But I could tell that you were lying.
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Aie, aie, aie, aie, aie, aie, Puerto Rico. Aie, aie, aie, aie, aie, aie, Puerto Rico. . Wake up Angelita, your mama just turned off the light. Manolo is already waiting by the old water-pipe.
What was it I was thinking,. or was I even thinking at all?. When I think of what I thought back then,. then I'm ashamed; and I'm appalled. that I gave up all I ever was so easily..
Christmas time. On a cold December morning. All is calm. And the world is still asleep. Christmas lights. That have been caught without warning. Gently glitter on.
I'm just a bachelor. I'm looking for a partner. Someone who knows how to ride. Without even falling off. Gotta be compatible. Takes me to my limits. Girl when I freak you out.
We're gonna have a party. Let's have a party. . Come on people - grab somebody. Everybody's on the floor - got the groove 2 on 4. So come on take me - 'Cause I've been waiting.
People get ready there's a train a-coming. you don't need no baggage just a-get on board. all you need is faith to hear the diesel humming. you don't need no ticket no no just thank the lord.
She's gone and left me. I don't know why. That girl she's crazy. She made me cry. She's gone and left me. I don't know why. Yeah, she's the queen of the street.
Strolling along minding my own buisness. Well there goes a girl and a half. She's got me going up and down. She's got me going up and down. Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches.
I'm so sorry to hear about the news, don't you worry. I'll buy us a bottle and we'll drink in the petrol fumes. I'm so sorry to hear about your world, don't you worry.
Par trois gars de mon quartier. Je me suis laisser entraîner. Dans un tripot la semaine dernière. Dans une salle enfumée. Nous nous sommes installés. Autour d'une table de Poker.
Plus bleu que le bleu de tes yeux. Je ne vois rien de mieux. Même le bleu des cieux. Plus blonds que tes cheveux dorés. Ne peut s'imaginer. Même le blond des blés.
I've known for a long time the kind of girl you are. Of the smile that covers teardrops. The way your head yields to your heart. Of things you've kept inside that most girls couldn't bear.
Throw a penny from the window. Watch an old man play a song. On a twenty dollar violin. He bought before the war. . Though he screeches and he scratches.
Handsome, single, young man well respected in his town. Seeks a fine, young lady from a similar background.. Generous, responsible, respectful man of means..
Got my feet up in a car. I'm not going where you are. It's my sanity or bust. And it never really was everything I wanted. Everything I needed. Everything Complete..
Roots me again!. So come listen to di one. Mi a go' mash up on di plan. Now dis, now dis is a message from di alluland. . Hoy es un día de aquellos. En que miro hacia el cielo.
Perteneciste a una raza antigua. De pies descalzos y de sueños blancos. Fuiste polvo, polvo eres. Piensa que el hierro siempre al calor es blando. . Tú mordiste la manzana.
Cada día pienso en ti. Pienso un poco más en ti. Despedazo mi razón. Se destruye algo de mí. . Cada día pienso en ti. Pienso un poco más en ti. Cada día pienso en ti.