Que yo quiero hacerte mía dime que vas a hacer Oh yeh yo iré Buscándote, prepárate No esperaré, prepárate Tú me dices si te busco, o si nos escapamos Tenemos una noche loca lala la la, y rico la pasamos Te tiene mal esa rutina Yo quiero ser el hombre que

Lalalalalala Over all the others, you're the one all over me I'm fiendin' off, fiendin' off you I'm needin', needin' you I'm tripping off your love and all the other drugs we taking I need your therapy Need your therapy 'Cause there's something that

I never let you go Just take my hand baby hold on so tight And just take my hand girl I got you tonight Besame lento que prisa no hay You're with me tonight Lala lalala lala la la la Mister Worldwide

It's funny how they act now It's funny how they change up quick It's funny 'cause they ain't on shit I'm laughin' like lalalalalala Nanananananananana Nananananana Just 'cause I don't say anythin' doesn't mean I don't see it Mmm, it's funny how they act

Lalalala-la-la In cold blood Crying zeros and I'm hearing 111s Pool, summer, summer, pool, pool summer Caspian's killer told me so Heard it now on the radio

Ei, wir tanzen hübsch und fein von einem auf das andre Bein La la lala la la la Lala lala lala la Ich bin ein dicker Tanzbär und komme aus dem Wald Ich suche mir einen Freund aus und finde ihn schon bald Wir sind zwei dicke Tanzbären und kommen aus den

Under the same sun Lalalala lovely as you are Under the same, under the same sun Will you be there Will you be there when the day's done With you around dear I lie in your charms Though it harms the best of me And I lie on to my friends to them

Lá, Lalá Lalá! O amor é o calor Que aquece a alma O amor tem sabor Prá quem bebe a sua água Mas tudo que acontece na vida

Just to be alone with you Baby just to be alone with you Lalalalalalalalalala Just to be alone with you you Baby just to be alone with you babe Don't you ever let it cross your mind That I wouldn't gladly climb Any mountain you could find Just to be with

Deep greedy and Googling every corner Tralala, in your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure Dead in the middle of the C-O-double M-O-N Little did I know then that the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men Tall woman, pull the pylons down And wrap