Step by step, heart to heart, left right left Bit by bit, torn apart We never win but the battle wages on for toy soldiers We all fall down, like toy soldiers We all fall down We all fall down like toy soldiers I'm supposed to be the soldier, who never

We'll turn Manhattan Into an isle of joy! We'll have Manhattan The Bronx and Staten Island too. It's lovely going through It's very fancy On old Delancy

Fui fuego por ti Los restos de mí Fui todo y sin ti Desaparezco poco a poco y me perdí Dentro de mí Solo llévate el silencio que quedó Hoy solo quedan las cenizas Hoy con el dolor

My baby's comin home, my baby's comin home My baby's comin home I've lost the blues there's nothing else to lose I'm gonna count my twos I'm takin off my shoes When I first heard this boy, I did the twist The things I did before that made her go I ain't

Somebody tell me (To give you money, work to give you money) Was the end of the week All the things we sign And the things we buy Ain't gonna keep us together Somebody told me Boy everything she wants is everything she sees

Oye, oye, oye, oye, oye, oye Ou ressers-moi j'en veux encore (oye, oye, oye, oye) Tu peux m'voir dans l'fond du 7 (oye, oye, oye, oye) Ou mort khabat dans le Golf 7 R (oye, oye, oye, oye) J'suis dans l'binks, fonce-dé dans l'50K Oye, oye, oye, oye Dans

I got a heart like a wheel, baby, let's go Get in this heart like a wheel and baby, let's roll She's caviar and mascara I'm corduroy and leather It'd take one hell of an imagination To ever paint us together Places I like to haunt at She wouldn't be

I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride I'm going down to rosedale, take my rider by my side You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy willie brown Asked the lord above for mercy, "save

I'm not okay You wear me out Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way For all the dirty looks For photographs your boyfriend took Remember when you broke your foot from

We're gonna rock this country Every brown eyed boy every blue eyed girl Right out of this world Ah oo na na na C'mon, c'mon let's get something started C'mon, c'mon let's start something now Gotta really go psycho-give it a whirl I woke up this morning