Please come home for Christmas Bells will be ringing this sad sad New Years Oh what a Christmas to have the blues My baby's gone I have no friends To wish me greetings once again Choirs will be singing Silent Night Christmas carols by candlelight If not

I been dogged and I been driven ever since I left my mother's home My poor father died and left me, my poor mother done the best that she could I'm a drunken-hearted man, my life seems so misery I'm a poor drunken-hearted man, my life seems so misery And

Get high, hit the floor before you go. Matador, estocada, you’re my blood sport. Forty-eight thousand seats bleats and roars for my memories of you, Something good, oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for now. But something good

Man, oh my God Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale (hot) Make 'em spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me (pop it) Pop it, pop it, she get started, she won't ever stop it Little thottie, got her

Elle me contrôle et rythme mes pas Si elle me frôle Oh non je ne réponds réponds réponds plus de moi Si tu me frôles Alors je ne réponds réponds réponds plus de moi L'un sur l'autre Everybody jump up come on Sur la dance hall écoute ma voix Brûlant la

Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Who'll take you home? So I won't say I love you if you don't I promise that I'll hold you when it's cold out When we loose our winter coats in the spring 'Cause lately I was thinking I never told you That every time

I'll keep the life that I've got Hey, I'm not Synthetica, oh I'll keep the life that I've got, oh Some of us are wild ones, ever under wanted, Lining up in the background, Waiting for the crap shot to be seen In the shadow of the big screen, Everybody

Le dicen la rompe corazones, falsas ilusiones No esperes que cambie con el tiempo Se acostumbró a que la perdonen Cuando se gana tu confianza Intenta pero su corazón no tranza Te engañó y aún no pierde la esperanza, no Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Y empieza su venganza

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good I try so hard, don't let me be misunderstood Baby, you understand me now If sometimes you see that I'm mad Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel?

La bohème, la bohème Ça voulait dire Je vous parle d'un temps Que les moins de vingt ans Ne peuvent pas connaître Montmartre en ce temps-là Accrochait ses lilas Jusque sous nos fenêtres Et si l'humble garni