How long has this been going on? 'Cause I ain't quite as dumb as I seem. To break up our singing this way, But there ain't any use in pretending. It could happen to us any day. Well, if friends with their fancy persuasion Don't admit that it's part of a

Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, we're all in the mood for a melody La la, di da da da dum And you got us feeling alright It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me

Skiddley-idle diddle dum Skiddley-um-uh-die diddle dum-day In a free and easy way That's made near Galway Bay Sligo and Leitrim too And we'll give them the slip And we'll take a sip Of the real old mountain dew Skiddley-um-uh die-diddle dum-day

Otra noche en Miami Otra noche sin ti Otra noche en Miami (Yeh) Diez en punto de la noche y salgo como de costumbre Prendas en diamantes que cieguen cuando me alumbre Me diferencio de la muchedumbre A mi estilo puede que no te acostumbre' No sé si irme

Leave me alone Drunk as fuck Bitch you dumb as fuck Running up the bucks (damn, ay) Bitch you down or what? (Ya) Yah, yah, yah, yah (ay) Yeah, I miss you but I got no time for that Tell you the truth

Eine Wau-wau-wau, Ratatsching-daderatabum. Eine Muh, eine Mäh, Eine Täterätätä, Eine Tute, eine Rute, Eine Hopp-hopp-hopp-hopp, Eine Diedeldadeldum, Außer Kuchen-zeug Bringt noch der gute euch:

Dumb dumb diddle, to be your fiddle To be so near you and not just hear you I think then maybe you'd see me, baby You'd be mine And you're only smiling When you play your violin Agnetha, Frida, dumb dumb diddle, to be your fiddle And we'd be together all

Komm her, bleib hier Wir sind gut zu dir Wir sind Brüder dir Weiter, weiter ins Verderben Wir müssen leben bis wir sterben Ein dumpfes Grollen treibt die Nacht Aus den Wolken tropft ein Chor Kriecht sich in das kleine Ohr (Aus den Wolken tropft ein Chor)

With the same old song About the same old love And the same old strum I may be country but I'm not dumb It goes on and on Now I love country music And I guess I always will But these days when I turn on the radio

Of course sometimes shit go down When it's a billion dollars on an elevator I woke up like this, I woke up like this We flawless, ladies tell 'em Say "I look so good tonight" God damn, God damn, God damn Dum-da-de-da Do, do, do, do, do, do (Coming down,