Watchin' the tide roll away, ooh Wastin' time Sittin' in the mornin' sun I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes Watching the ships roll in Then I watch 'em roll away again, yeah I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay I

So tell me, why do I keep holding on? Oh, why do I keep staring down the barrel of a loaded gun? Then tell me why can't I just can't let go? Somebody knows, then tell me She said she loved me, all night long I couldn't help but let her string my heart

Modelo uno, rótate Modelo dos, rótate Modelo tres, rótate Ay eh, ay oh, ay eh Lúcete, ahora es La cera, es tu pasarela, lúcete Con tu estilo mátalo Fórmate un escándalo Mucho booty a la pista, demasiado poderoso

Oh you Pretty Things Don't you know you're driving your Mamas and Papas insane And it looks as though they're here to stay All the strangers came today Let me make it plain You gotta make way for the Homo Superior Wake up you sleepy head Put on some

And you may see me tonight with an illegal smile It don't cost very much, but it lasts a long while Won't you please tell the man I didn't kill anyone No I'm just tryin' to have me some fun When I woke up this morning, things were lookin' bad Seem like

I'm falling to pieces I'm falling to pieces, yeah I'm falling to pieces yeah Oh it don't breakeven no I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing 'Cause I got time while she got freedom And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're OK (One

Reggae night Mmm, hmm, oh, oh And we'll be jamming till the morning light, We come together when the feeling's right, We come together when the feeling's right You will find it happens only once a year Yeah, mon, Reggae night You live and you love

Oh, I know how to levitate up off my feet And ever since the seventh grade I learned to fire-breathe And though I feed on things that fell You can learn to levitate with just a little help Come down, come down Cowards only come through when the hour's

Vers le bout de mes peines, Ohohohoh On s’en sortira On est presque là Ça fait trop longtemps qu’on attend Sur les quais y a de la chance Je sais attendre c’est dur Mais qu’à cela ne tienne Quand on attend dans la brume

I'm a mess for your love, it ain't new Everything's gonna be alright It's gonna be a good, good life I'm a mess, I'm a loser I'm a hater, I'm a user I'm obsessed, I'm embarrassed I don't trust no one around us Oh, he don't love me, he don't love me He