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ayer conoci un cielo sin sol
y un hombre sin suelo un santo en prision y una cancion triste sin dueno ya he ya he ya la he y conoci tus ojos negros ya he ya he ya la he y ahora si que no puedo vivir sin ellos yo le pido al cielo solo un deseo que en tus oue en tus ojos yo pueda vivir he recorrido ya el mundo entero y una cosa te vengo a decir viaje de Bahrein hasta Beirut fui desde el Norte hasta el polo sur y no encontre ojos asi como los que tienes tu le pido al cielo solo un deseo que en tus ojos yo pu |
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Si Te Vas
Shakira Mebarak R. cuentame que harás después que estrenes su cuerpo cuando muera tu traviesa curiosidad cuando memorices todos sus recobecos y decidas otra vez regresar ya no estaré aquí en el mismo lugar si no tienes más que un par de dedos y descubres que no se lava bien los dientes si te quita los pocos centavos que tienes y luego te deja solo tal como quiere sé que volverás el día en que ella te haga trizas sin almohadas para llorar pero si te has decidido y no quieres mas conmigo nada ahora puede importar por que sin ti el mundo ya me da igual Si te vas, si te vas, si te marchas mi cielo se hará gris si te vas, si te vas, ya no tienes que venir por mi si te vas, si te vas, y me cambias por esa bruja, pedazo de cuero no vuelvas nunca más que no estaré aquí toda escoba nueva siempre barre bien luega vas a ver desgastadas las cerdas cuando las arrugas le corten la piel y la celulitis invada sus piernas volverás desde tu infierno con el rabo entre los cuernos implorando una vez más pero para ese entonces yo estaré un millón de noches lejos de esta enorme ciudad lejos de ti el mundo ya me da igual si te vas, si te vas, si te marchas . . . |
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You're a song
Written by the hands of god Don't get me wrong cause This might sound to you a bit odd But you own the place Where all my thoughts go hiding And right under your clothes Is where I find them Underneath Your Clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey Because of you I forgot the smart ways to lie Because of you I'm running out of reasons to cry When the friends are gone When the party's over We will still belong to each other Underneath Your Clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey ↑x2 I love you more than all that's on the planet Movin' talkin' walkin' breathing You know it's true Oh baby it's so funny You almost don't believe it As every voice is hanging from the silence Lamps are hanging from the celing Like a lady to her good manners I'm tied up to this feeling Underneath Your Clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey |
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Ciega Sordomuda
Se me acaba el argumento y la metodologia cada vez que se aparece frente a mí tu anatomía Porque este amor ya no entiende de consejos, ni razones se alimenta de pretextos y le faltan pantalones este amor no me permite estar en pie porque ya hasta me ha quebrado los talones aunque me levante volvere a caer si te acercas nada es util para esta inutil. Bruta, ciega, sordomuda, torpe, traste, testaruda, es todo lo que he sido por ti me he convertido en una cosa que no hace otra cosa mas que amarte pienso en ti dia y noche y no se como olvidarte. Cuantas veces he intentado enterrarte en mi memoria y aunque diga ya no mas es otra vez la misma historia porque este amor siempre sabe hacerme respirar profundo ya me trae por la izquierda y de pelea por el mundo. Si pudiera exorcisarme de tu voz si pudiera escaparme de tu nombre si pudiera arrancarme el corazon y esconderme para no sentierme nuevamente... (coro) Ojerosa, flaca, fea, desgreñada, torpe, tonta, lenta, necia, desquiciada, completamente descontrolada tu te das cuenta y me dices nada ves se me ha vuelto la cabeza un nido donde solamente tu tienes asilo y no me escuchas lo que te digo mira bien lo que vas hacer conmigo. |
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The One
So I find a reason to shave my legs Each single morning So I count on someone Friday nights to take me dancing And then to church on Sundays To plant more dreams And someday think of kids Or maybe just to save a little money You're the one I need The way back home is always long But if you're close to me I'm holding on You're the one I need My real life has just begun Cause there's nothing like Your smile made of sun In a world full of strangers You're the one I know So I learn to cook And finally lose my kitchen phobia So I've got the arms to cuddle in When there's a ghost or a muse That brings insomnia To buy more thongs And write more happy songs It always takes a little help from someone You're the one I need The way back home is always long But if you're close to me I'm holding on You're the one I need My real life has just begun Cause there's nothing like Your smile made of sun You're the one I need You're the one I need With you my real life has just begun You're the one I need Nothing like your smile made of sun Nothing like your love Nothing like your love Nothing like your love |
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Back in black
I hit the sack I've been too long I'm glad to be back (I bet you know I'm...) Yes, I'm let loose From the noose That's kept me hanging about I've been looking at the sky 'Cause it's gettin' me high Forget the hearse 'cause I never die I got nine lives Cat's eyes Abusin' every one of them and running wild 'Cause I'm back OH Yes, I'm back Yes, I'm back Well, I'm back, back (Well) I'm back in black Yes, I'm back in black Back in the back Of a Cadillac Number one with a bullet, I'm a power pack Yes, I'm in a band With a gang They've got to catch me if they want me to hang Cause I'm back on the track And I'm beatin' the flack Nobody's gonna get me on another rap Just look at me now I'm just makin' my play Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back Well, I'm back, back Well I'm back in black Yes I'm back in black hooo yeah Ohh yeah Yes I am Oooh yeah, yeah Oh yeah Back in now Well I'm back, I'm back Back, I'm back Back, I'm back Back, I'm back Back, I'm back Back Back in black Yes I'm back in black Out of the sight |
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| 4:50 |
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Tu
Te regalo mi cintura y mis labios para cuando quieras besar te regalo mi locura y las pocas neuronas que quedan ya Mis zapatos desteñidos el diario en el que escribo te dio hasta mis suspiros pero no te vayas mas Porque eres tu mi sol la fe con que vivo la potencia de mi voz los pies con que camino eres tu amor mis ganas de reir el adios que no sabre decir porque nunca podre vivir sin ti Si algun dia decidieras alejarte nuevamente de aqui cerraria cada puerta para que nunca pudieras salir Te regalo mis silencios te regalo mi nariz te regalo hasta mis huesos pero quedate aqui |
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| 7:13 |
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Poem To A Horse
You're too far to bring you close And too high to see below Just hangin' on your daily dose I know you never needed anyone But the rolling papers for your grass How can you give what you don't have You keep on aiming for the top And quit before you sweat a drop Feed your empty brain With your hydroponic pot Start out playing with yourself You get more fun within your shell Nice to meet you but I gotta go my way I'll leave again `cause I've been waiting in vain But you're so in love with yourself If I say my heart is sore Sounds like a cheap metaphor So I won't repeat it no more I rather eat my soup with a fork Or drive a cab in New York `Cause to talk to you is harder work So what's the point of wasting all my words If it's just the same or even worse Than reading poems to a horse You keep on aiming for the top And quit before you sweat a drop Feed your empty brain With your hydroponic pot I bet you'll find someone like you `Cause there's a foot for every shoe I wish you luck but I've other things to do I'll leave again `cause I've been waiting in vain But you're so in love with yourself If I say my heart is sore Sounds like a cheap metaphor So I won't repeat it no more |
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It's not her fault that she's so irresistible
But all the damage she's caused isn't fixable Every twenty seconds you repeat her name But when it comes to me you don't care If I'm alive or dead So objection I don't wanna be the exception To get a bit of your attention I love you for free and I'm not your mother But you don't even bother Objection I'm tired of this triangle Got dizzy dancing tango I'm falling apart in your hands again No way I've got to get away Next to her cheap silicon I look minimal That's why in front of your eyes I'm invisible But you gotta know small things also count You better put your feet on the ground And see what it's about Objection I don't wanna be the exception To get a bit of your attention I love you for free and I'm not your mother But you don't even bother Objection I'm tired of this triangle Got dizzy dancing tango I'm falling apart in your hands again No way I've got to get away I wish there was a chance for you and me I wish you couldn't find a place to be Away from here This is pathetic and sardonic It's sadistic and psychotic Tango is not for three Was never meant to be But you can try it Rehearse it Or train like a horse But don't you count on me Don't you count on me boy Objection I don't wanna be the exception To get a bit of your attention I love you for free and I'm not your mother And you don't even bother Objection I'm tired of this triangle Got dizzy dancing tango I'm falling apart in your hands again No way I've got to get away get away get away ha ha ha I'm falling apart in your hands again he ha ha get away get away! |
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Lucky you were born that far away so
We could both make fun of distance Lucky that I love a foreign land for The lucky fact of your existence Baby I would climb the Andes solely To count the freckles on your body Never could imagine there were only Ten million ways to love somebody Le do le le le le, Le do le le le le Can′t you see I′m at your feet Whenever, wherever We′re meant to be together I′ll be there and you′ll be near And that′s the deal my dear Thereover, hereunder You′ll never have to wonder We can always play by ear But that′s the deal my dear Lucky that my lips not only mumble They spill kisses like a fountain Lucky that my breasts are small and humble So you don′t confuse them with mountains Lucky I have strong legs like my mother To run for cover when I need it And these two eyes that for no other The day you leave will cry a river Le do le le le le, Le do le le le le At your feet I′m at your feet Whenever, wherever We′re meant to be together I′ll be there and you′ll be near And that′s the deal my dear Thereover, hereunder You′ll never have to wonder We can always play by ear And that′s the deal my dear Le do le le le le, Le do le le le le Think out loud Say it again Le do le le le le Tell me one more time That you′ll live Lost in my eyes. Whenever, wherever We′re meant to be together I′ll be there and you′ll be near And that′s the deal my dear Thereover, hereunder You′ve got me head over heals There′s nothing left to fear If you really feel the way I feel |
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ayer conoci un cielo sin sol
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Si Te Vas
Shakira Mebarak R. cuentame que harás después que estrenes su cuerpo cuando muera tu traviesa curiosidad cuando memorices todos sus recobecos y decidas otra vez regresar ya no estaré aquí en el mismo lugar si no tienes más que un par de dedos y descubres que no se lava bien los dientes si te quita los pocos centavos que tienes y luego te deja solo tal como quiere sé que volverás el día en que ella te haga trizas sin almohadas para llorar pero si te has decidido y no quieres mas conmigo nada ahora puede importar por que sin ti el mundo ya me da igual Si te vas, si te vas, si te marchas mi cielo se hará gris si te vas, si te vas, ya no tienes que venir por mi si te vas, si te vas, y me cambias por esa bruja, pedazo de cuero no vuelvas nunca más que no estaré aquí toda escoba nueva siempre barre bien luega vas a ver desgastadas las cerdas cuando las arrugas le corten la piel y la celulitis invada sus piernas volverás desde tu infierno con el rabo entre los cuernos implorando una vez más pero para ese entonces yo estaré un millón de noches lejos de esta enorme ciudad lejos de ti el mundo ya me da igual si te vas, si te vas, si te marchas . . . |
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Ciega Sordomuda
Se me acaba el argumento y la metodologia cada vez que se aparece frente a mí tu anatomía Porque este amor ya no entiende de consejos, ni razones se alimenta de pretextos y le faltan pantalones este amor no me permite estar en pie porque ya hasta me ha quebrado los talones aunque me levante volvere a caer si te acercas nada es util para esta inutil. Bruta, ciega, sordomuda, torpe, traste, testaruda, es todo lo que he sido por ti me he convertido en una cosa que no hace otra cosa mas que amarte pienso en ti dia y noche y no se como olvidarte. Cuantas veces he intentado enterrarte en mi memoria y aunque diga ya no mas es otra vez la misma historia porque este amor siempre sabe hacerme respirar profundo ya me trae por la izquierda y de pelea por el mundo. Si pudiera exorcisarme de tu voz si pudiera escaparme de tu nombre si pudiera arrancarme el corazon y esconderme para no sentierme nuevamente... (coro) Ojerosa, flaca, fea, desgreñada, torpe, tonta, lenta, necia, desquiciada, completamente descontrolada tu te das cuenta y me dices nada ves se me ha vuelto la cabeza un nido donde solamente tu tienes asilo y no me escuchas lo que te digo mira bien lo que vas hacer conmigo. |
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The One
So I find a reason to shave my legs Each single morning So I count on someone Friday nights to take me dancing And then to church on Sundays To plant more dreams And someday think of kids Or maybe just to save a little money You're the one I need The way back home is always long But if you're close to me I'm holding on You're the one I need My real life has just begun Cause there's nothing like Your smile made of sun In a world full of strangers You're the one I know So I learn to cook And finally lose my kitchen phobia So I've got the arms to cuddle in When there's a ghost or a muse That brings insomnia To buy more thongs And write more happy songs It always takes a little help from someone You're the one I need The way back home is always long But if you're close to me I'm holding on You're the one I need My real life has just begun Cause there's nothing like Your smile made of sun You're the one I need You're the one I need With you my real life has just begun You're the one I need Nothing like your smile made of sun Nothing like your love Nothing like your love Nothing like your love |
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Back in black
I hit the sack I've been too long I'm glad to be back (I bet you know I'm...) Yes, I'm let loose From the noose That's kept me hanging about I've been looking at the sky 'Cause it's gettin' me high Forget the hearse 'cause I never die I got nine lives Cat's eyes Abusin' every one of them and running wild 'Cause I'm back OH Yes, I'm back Yes, I'm back Well, I'm back, back (Well) I'm back in black Yes, I'm back in black Back in the back Of a Cadillac Number one with a bullet, I'm a power pack Yes, I'm in a band With a gang They've got to catch me if they want me to hang Cause I'm back on the track And I'm beatin' the flack Nobody's gonna get me on another rap Just look at me now I'm just makin' my play Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back Well, I'm back, back Well I'm back in black Yes I'm back in black hooo yeah Ohh yeah Yes I am Oooh yeah, yeah Oh yeah Back in now Well I'm back, I'm back Back, I'm back Back, I'm back Back, I'm back Back, I'm back Back Back in black Yes I'm back in black Out of the sight |
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Rules
You have to swear You've got love to love me aah aah That will last forever aah aah We must have a story Aah aah With a happy ending So don't ever go away And never put aside The things I'm gonna say Cause these are the rules for us Use your eyes Only to look at me Use your mouth Only to kiss my lips We are branches of the same old tree You can laugh Only if you laugh with me You can cry Only if you cry for me Don't forget that you're condemned to me Oh can't you see You always were You'll always be You used to say I should see a doctor Aah aah Who would keep me busy Aah aah Cause a jealous woman Never makes it easy Ahh, ahh And you know I'll do for us Whatever seems right But it may take awhile Before I change the rules Use your eyes Only to look at me Use your mouth Only to kiss my lips We are branches of the same old tree You can laugh Only if you laugh with me You can cry Only if you cry for me Don't forget that you're condemned to me Oh can't you see You always were You'll always be |
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Inevitable
Si es cuestion de confesar no se preparar cafe y no entiendo de futbol Creo que alguna vez fui infiel juego mal hasta el parques y jamas uso el reloj Y para ser mas franca nadie piensa en ti como lo hago yo aunque te de lo mismo Si es cuestion de confesar nunca duermo antes de diez ni me bano los domingos La verdad es que tambien lloro una vez al mes sobre todo cuando hay frio Conmigo nada es facil ya debes saber, me conoces bien y sin ti todo es tan aburrido El cielo esta cansado ya de ver la lluvia caer y cada dia que pasa es uno mas parecido ayer no encuentro forma alguna de olvidarte porque seguir amandote es inevitable Siempre supe que es mejor cuando hay que hablar de dos empezar por uno mismo... ya sabras la situacion aqui todo esta peor pero al menos aun respiro No tienes que decirlo no vas a volver, te conozco bien yo buscare que hacer conmigo (coro) Siempre supe que es mejor cuando hay que hablar de dos empezar por uno mismo... |
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Ya sé que no vendrás
todo lo que fue el tiempo lo dejó atrás Sé que no regresarás lo que nos pasó no repetirá jamás. Mil años no me alcanzarán para borrarte y olvidar. Y ahora estoy aquí queriendo convertir los campos en Ciudad mezclando el cielo con el mar Se que te dejé escapar sé que te perdí nada podrá ser igual. Mil años pueden alcanzar para que puedas perdonar Estoy aquí queriéndote, ahogándome entre fotos y cuadernos entre cosas y recuerdos que no puedo comprender. Estoy enloqueciéndome cambiándome un pie por la cara mía esta noche por el día que nada le puedo yo hacer. Las cartas que escribí nunca las envié no querrás saber de mí. No puedo entender lo tonta que fui es cuestión de Tiempo y fe. Mil años con otros mil más son suficientes para amar. Si aun piensas algo en mi Sabes que sigo esperándote Estoy aquí queriéndote, ahogándome entre fotos y cuadernos entre cosas y recuerdos Estoy enloqueciéndome cambiándome un pie por la cara mía esta noche por el día Estoy aquí queriéndote, ahogándome entre fotos y cuadernos entre cosas y recuerdos Estoy enloqueciéndome cambiándome un pie por la cara mía esta noche por el día Estoy enloqueciéndome |
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You're a song
Written by the hands of god Don't get me wrong cause This might sound to you a bit odd But you own the place Where all my thoughts go hiding And right under your clothes Is where I find them Underneath Your Clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey Because of you I forgot the smart ways to lie Because of you I'm running out of reasons to cry When the friends are gone When the party's over We will still belong to each other Underneath Your Clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey ↑x2 I love you more than all that's on the planet Movin' talkin' walkin' breathing You know it's true Oh baby it's so funny You almost don't believe it As every voice is hanging from the silence Lamps are hanging from the celing Like a lady to her good manners I'm tied up to this feeling Underneath Your Clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey |
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Octavo dia
El octavo dia Dios despues de tanto trabajar para liberar tensiones luego ya de revisar dijo todo esta muy bien es hora de descansar y se fue a dar un paseo por el espacio sideral Quien se iba a imaginar que el mismo Dios al regresar iba a encontrarlo todo en un desorden infernal y que se iba a convertir en un desempleado mas de la tasa que anualmente esta creciendo sin parar Desde ese entonces hay quienes lo han visto solo en las calles transitar anda esperando paciente por alguien con quien al menos tranquilo pueda conversar Mientras tanto este mundo gira y gira sin poderlo detener y aqui abajo a unos cuantos nos manejan como fichas de ajedrez no soy la clase de idiota que se deja convencer pero digo la verdad y hasta un ciego lo puede ver Si a falta de ocupacion o de excesiva soledad Dios no resistiera mas y se marchara otro lugar seria nuestra perdicion no habria otro remedio mas que adorar a Michael Jackson a Bill Clinton o a Tarzan Es mas dificil ser rey sin corona que una persona mas normal pobre de Dios que no sale en revistas no es modelo ni artista o de familia real |
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I don't wanna clear the cobwebs from my head
Time will bring them back I bet So if you hear me say that I believe in love Don't make me feel ashamed I used to sing the saddest songs And while in the meantime roaches used to climb my Door Falling back down to the floor I used to read survival guides When my world was full of seven legged cats But here I am with eight more lives I'm ready for the good times I'm ready for the good times Ready to get it on I'm ready for the good times I'm ready for the good times Now that I'm not alone Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh You know It Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh You better not Ignore it I don't wanna look at fashion magazines While someone does my nails Sitting here watching other people live Frozen by the fear to fail Cause, everyday there's a war to fight And if I win or lose never mind As long as you're my shelter every night I used to cry against a wall But now I've got a shoulder that I can lean on Swear to me you won't be gone I'm ready for the good times I'm ready for the good times Ready to get it on I'm ready for the good times I'm ready for the good times Now that I'm not alone 샤키라 짱 |
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Tu
Te regalo mi cintura y mis labios para cuando quieras besar te regalo mi locura y las pocas neuronas que quedan ya Mis zapatos desteñidos el diario en el que escribo te dio hasta mis suspiros pero no te vayas mas Porque eres tu mi sol la fe con que vivo la potencia de mi voz los pies con que camino eres tu amor mis ganas de reir el adios que no sabre decir porque nunca podre vivir sin ti Si algun dia decidieras alejarte nuevamente de aqui cerraria cada puerta para que nunca pudieras salir Te regalo mis silencios te regalo mi nariz te regalo hasta mis huesos pero quedate aqui |
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Poem To A Horse
You're too far to bring you close And too high to see below Just hangin' on your daily dose I know you never needed anyone But the rolling papers for your grass How can you give what you don't have You keep on aiming for the top And quit before you sweat a drop Feed your empty brain With your hydroponic pot Start out playing with yourself You get more fun within your shell Nice to meet you but I gotta go my way I'll leave again `cause I've been waiting in vain But you're so in love with yourself If I say my heart is sore Sounds like a cheap metaphor So I won't repeat it no more I rather eat my soup with a fork Or drive a cab in New York `Cause to talk to you is harder work So what's the point of wasting all my words If it's just the same or even worse Than reading poems to a horse You keep on aiming for the top And quit before you sweat a drop Feed your empty brain With your hydroponic pot I bet you'll find someone like you `Cause there's a foot for every shoe I wish you luck but I've other things to do I'll leave again `cause I've been waiting in vain But you're so in love with yourself If I say my heart is sore Sounds like a cheap metaphor So I won't repeat it no more |
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It's not her fault that she's so irresistible
But all the damage she's caused isn't fixable Every twenty seconds you repeat her name But when it comes to me you don't care If I'm alive or dead So objection I don't wanna be the exception To get a bit of your attention I love you for free and I'm not your mother But you don't even bother Objection I'm tired of this triangle Got dizzy dancing tango I'm falling apart in your hands again No way I've got to get away Next to her cheap silicon I look minimal That's why in front of your eyes I'm invisible But you gotta know small things also count You better put your feet on the ground And see what it's about Objection I don't wanna be the exception To get a bit of your attention I love you for free and I'm not your mother But you don't even bother Objection I'm tired of this triangle Got dizzy dancing tango I'm falling apart in your hands again No way I've got to get away I wish there was a chance for you and me I wish you couldn't find a place to be Away from here This is pathetic and sardonic It's sadistic and psychotic Tango is not for three Was never meant to be But you can try it Rehearse it Or train like a horse But don't you count on me Don't you count on me boy Objection I don't wanna be the exception To get a bit of your attention I love you for free and I'm not your mother And you don't even bother Objection I'm tired of this triangle Got dizzy dancing tango I'm falling apart in your hands again No way I've got to get away get away get away ha ha ha I'm falling apart in your hands again he ha ha get away get away! |
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Lucky you were born that far away so
We could both make fun of distance Lucky that I love a foreign land for The lucky fact of your existence Baby I would climb the Andes solely To count the freckles on your body Never could imagine there were only Ten million ways to love somebody Le do le le le le, Le do le le le le Can′t you see I′m at your feet Whenever, wherever We′re meant to be together I′ll be there and you′ll be near And that′s the deal my dear Thereover, hereunder You′ll never have to wonder We can always play by ear But that′s the deal my dear Lucky that my lips not only mumble They spill kisses like a fountain Lucky that my breasts are small and humble So you don′t confuse them with mountains Lucky I have strong legs like my mother To run for cover when I need it And these two eyes that for no other The day you leave will cry a river Le do le le le le, Le do le le le le At your feet I′m at your feet Whenever, wherever We′re meant to be together I′ll be there and you′ll be near And that′s the deal my dear Thereover, hereunder You′ll never have to wonder We can always play by ear And that′s the deal my dear Le do le le le le, Le do le le le le Think out loud Say it again Le do le le le le Tell me one more time That you′ll live Lost in my eyes. Whenever, wherever We′re meant to be together I′ll be there and you′ll be near And that′s the deal my dear Thereover, hereunder You′ve got me head over heals There′s nothing left to fear If you really feel the way I feel |
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