Estamos claro' y ya (ah, ah, eh-eh-eh-eh) Ba-ba-ba-ba-baila Plakata, plakata Como ella lo mueve, sin para', sin para' Quiero tenerte Nos sigues deleitando (vente pa' acá) No sé disimular lo que quiero cuando te veo Tú tan sólo con mirarme sabes cuál es

It's the same old you The same old you Cause until I get to leaving It's just the same old me too When you get to drinking When you're on the town In church on Sunday Getting high when the sun goes down And I think I'm done with you

Uh oh uh oh Si estas sola Sola solita Me puedes llamar A cualquier hora Si me necesitas Pa' ti voy a estar Se mira en el espejo Sensual su reflejo

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

It's amazing the amount of rejection that I see I'm lookin' forward to the girl I wanna be So I try not to waste too much time at the bathroom sink Puttin' on my makeup Puttin' off the hard stuff Hoping that it passes Fake smile and eyelashes And try not

I'm on a greyhound bound for nowhere On a greyhound bound for nowhere And that ring your wearing Don't mean everything And the way you stood staring As you watched me roll away She loves you and you need me And there's some things we can't share Rain on

Keeper of the flame I'm the keeper of the flame The teller of the story Like fireflies in the rain For the ones that came before me For the little pilot lights waiting to ignite I'm walking in their footsteps I'm singing their old songs

It’s the Ten Duel Commandments One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine The challenge, demand satisfaction If they apologize, no need for further action If they don’t, grab a friend, that’s your second Your lieutenant when there’s reckoning

I'm for the birds (I'm for the birds) Old dogs sleeping at your feet I'm for the girls with the curls and the curves I'm for questions I'm for freedom Celebrating every season For what it's worth I'm against the days When the skies stay bummer-grey

Like it only gets to shine for a little while Catch it in a mason jar and with holes in the top And run like hell to show it off That's just me and Charlie talking So you treat your love like a firefly Me and Charlie boy used to go walking, Sittin' in