Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again Just about a year ago I set out on the road Seekin' my fame and fortune Lookin' for a pot of gold Thing got bad and things got worse I guess you know the tune Rode in on the Greyhound I'll be walkin' out if I go

You go to my head Though I'm certain that this heart of mine Hasn't a ghost of a chance In this crazy romance You go to my head, you go to my head You linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning round In my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of

Y tú que te vas Justo en el mejor momento vienes y te vas Roto, dañado, un poco desesperado Mañana mojada Las hojas empapada, el cielo cristal El plato grasiento Los huevos estrellados, tu almohada ahí Domingo, bohemio

Find a few good buddies, start a band Just get you a guitar and learn how to play Cut up some jeans, come up with a name When you're living in a world that you don't understand I never was a straight-lace, straight A student Teacher's pet or child

I believe I can fly I used to think that I could not go on And life was nothing but an awful song But now I know the meaning of true love I'm leaning on the everlasting arms 2-If I can see it, then I can do it If I just believe it, there's nothing to it

Do I belong (All my missteps, I retrace Every failure, I'll erase My pride is gone I find the strength to carry on Looking back, what's left of me Am I the person that I wanna be) One by one, they stand single file To see the king of the hill atop his

Hubiera preferido marchar Y si supiera que iba mal Que me iba a lastimar Que me iba a hacer llorar No hubiera caído Me siento mal pero sigo buscando tu abrigo Tengo frescos recuerdos cuando estabas conmigo mal Pero sigo buscando tu abrigo Y me la paso

No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side Till 3005, hold up Hold up, wait a minute, all good just a week ago Crew at my house and we party every weekend so On the

Sweet creature, sweet creature We're both stubborn I know, but oh Wherever I go, you bring me home When I run out of road, you bring me home Sweet creature But we're still young And oh we started Two hearts in one home

You must be famous, famous Welcome to your name in lights You can't spell fame, without me And may my Hall of Fame speech be short and sweet Like "Thank God, fuck fame and thank me" I'ma be on the TV mama Different city every night (oh my God, I must be