Moviendo caderas ea Sacúdelo nena ea Descalzos en la brea tu y yo menea que menea ea Mami tira (ey) Si estas solita llorando Faltar a morir Tranquila que yo sé de algo que alivia corazones Todo se olvida bailando Así que sonríe y no llores

Let's go to Luckenbach, Texas Maybe it's time we got back to the basics of love With Waylon and Willie and the boys Between Hank Williams' pain songs and Newberry's train songs and Blue Eyes Cryin' in the Rain Out in Luckenbach, Texas ain't nobody

Mientras tanto sigo aquí Recordando tus besos así así así, así así así Así así así, así así así Sigo esperando Por tenerte tan cerquita así así y te dibujo aquí Yo juego a tu manera y tú lo sabes y juegas también No tengo miedo a perder, descubre tus

Sound the alarm Order the attack Selasie-I-soldias Beat Babylon back It's martial law Put your guns pon cock

(Oh! Ay ay ay) You're gonna be, a shinin' star In fancy clothes, and fancy car-ars And then you'll see, you're gonna go far 'Cause everyone knows, just who ya are-are So live your life (Hey! Ay ay ay) You steady chasin' that paper, just live your life

No apologies I never thought you'd be so Easily deceived Now I'll just hang my head (falling further out of place) Along with the dead (don't know what/why I can't replace) But not with this So now I'll leave with Today is too late How long do we have to

My life will be in your keeping, waking, sleeping, laughing, weeping, More than the greatest love the world has known, This is the love I give to you alone, More than the simple words I try to say, I only live to love you more each day. More than you'll

Broken heads in hospital beds Saving ends and pulling your friends While you're chasing the first line We made it tRhough He's black and blue and facedown She's rushing in your bed You take draws to sort your head facedown Then he said I lost my head Can

'cause we know just what we are Yeah we know just what we are Know just what we are Hey ! Stay young and invincible ! And come what may we're unstoppable And I think that it's not quite right One way out is all you're ever going to get From those who'll

Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you Hey, little girl, comb your hair, fix your make-up Soon he will open the door Don't think because there's a ring on your finger You needn't try any more For wives should always be lovers too I'm warning you