A lua vai banhar esse lugar e eu vou lembrar você Já sei olhar o rio por onde a vida passa Sem me precipitar e nem perder a hora Escuto no silêncio que há em mim e basta Outro tempo começou pra mim agora Não vou viver como alguém que só espera um novo

Oh oh, oh oh, oh I'm a nineties baby In my eighties Mercedes Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink Call me old school but hey It's Saturday night, about time to go Got my white leather jacket and a neon

And that's how it's made in the U.S.A, the U.S.A Isn't it great, how we got it made? We got it made You know we got it made Yeah, land of the free Home of the hard, home of the tough We some gun toting, church going

I'm so hard done by One day you'll just up and quit Yeah that's awful close But that's not why Interesting and sophisticated Refusing to be celebrated It's a monumental big screen kiss It's so deep it's meaningless Yeah and that'll be it

But history does record That Bob and Charlie Ford Jesse James we understand Has killed him many a man He robbed the Union trains Have laid Jesse James in his grave It was on a Saturday night The stars were shining bright When they robbed that Union train

I think I'm better off alone No matter how hard I try You're never satisfied This is not a home You always disappear Even when you're here This is not my home Home, this house is not a home I'll be coming home

Que eu te mostro alguém A fim de te acompanhar Eu encontrei quando não quis Mais procurar o meu amor E quanto levou foi pra eu merecer Antes um mês e eu já não sei E até quem me vê lendo o jornal Na fila do pão, sabe que eu te encontrei E ninguém dirá

Shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa Shake it out, shake it out, And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back So shake him off, oh whoa It's always darkest before the dawn I can see no way, I can see no way Shake it out, shake it out Regrets collect

(Amy, Amy, Amy) Although I've been here before He's just too hard to ignore So where's my moral parallel? Masculine, you spin a spell I think you'd wear me well Where's my moral parallel? I think he'd wear me well Masculine, he spins a spell

I know you don't even love the same, do you, do you? The way you move it's like you could use a vacation Drinking Hen' and the harder you dance I swear right now it look like you on a vacation Gotta get away, make it happen Whatever happened just had to