Just levitate, just levitate La la la la la la la la la la la la la la You're my shooting star There's so much on my mind I don't know where to start There's that light in your eye filling up the dark Though, I lost myself I know it's not the end You

Passe amanhã e pegue o que é seu Você não sabe se vai ou vem Pouco me importa se o dinheiro é seu Ei baby se o cabelo é legal Moda na gringa é feliz natal Se equivocou mas ficou tudo bem Agora diz que está na onda zen Ei baby você venceu A maquiagem vai

You get tired and disgusted with me But I can't be just what you want me to be I still love you and I try real hard I swear one day you'll have a brand new car I even asked God to try to help me He looked down from Heaven and said to tell you please Just

Donc t'étonnes pas que j'respecte R Donc t'étonne pas que j'respecte R Ah ouais, Dems J'm'en fous, j'm'en fous J'respecte R, yeah J'm'en fous d'être ton boyfriend C'est ton cul moi que je veux Moi, qu'est-ce tu croyais, viens pas chialer Personne ne

When you told me you didn't need me anymore I'll never do you no harm Well you know I nearly broke down and cried Oh! Darling, please believe me Believe me when I tell you Oh! Darling, if you leave me I'll never make it alone Believe me when I beg you

We could just run them red lights We’re going to make it now Don’t ever turn around Nobody else needs to know Where we might go There ain’t no reason to stay We’ll be light years away What are we waiting for Blacked out,

Comme tu me manques À ma famille À mes amis, comme j’ai mal ici Comme tu me manques petit pays Si un jour à cause de la folie, si un jour À cause de la folie Des hommes, si un jour à cause de la folie des hommes Je venais quitter douce France, je venais

I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy I got no choice but to be a rider I approach you boy with the toaster boy Get to point blank range and fire I ain't tryin' to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich Motherfucker get in the way of my bread Then I'm goin'

Gypsy's, tramps, and thieves We'd hear it from the people of the town They'd call us gypsy's, tramps, and thieves But every night all the men would come around And lay their money down I was born in the wagon of a travelin' show My mama used to dance for

Almost blue Almost doing things we used to do There's a girl here and she's almost you All the things that you promised with your eyes I see in hers too Now your eyes are red from crying