Before I hurt somebody Or I have to hurt somebody This concrete is too cold, to be walking on it Or else walking on it with no shoes on (no shoes on) Don't wanna struggle, oh no Don't want it to become a habit I've been living in the gutter with no shoes

I am the one lascivious I am the one who preys on weak I offer everything they seek And I am the one who comes richly endowed Harvesting crops of fields that others have plowed I am the one, lascivious I am the son of one below The progeny of beast of

Never have to watch my weight I'm gonna come back as a blonde Come back, come back, come back And come back as a blonde Try a different lipstick on, as a blonde Will I get whatever I want? I'd be ever so enticing Eat a lot of icing Yeah when I'm gone

We were born to die Come and take a walk on the wild side Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain You like your girls insane Don't make me sad, don't make me cry Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough I don't know why Keep making me laugh,

Howl! Seven days to the wolves Where will we be when they come? Seven days to the poison And a place in heaven Time drawing near us They come to take us The wolves, my love, will come Taking us home where dust once was a man Is there life before a death?

Here comes the Reckoning day Don't want no revenge Ain't no pay back time It ain't called getting even I like the way that I make you itch And all the reasons I give you to bitch And how I make you wanna scream in pain And feel your life is just a losing

Now gimme gimme gimme that groupie love Come gimme gimme gimme that groupie love I've been so many places I've seen so many faces Girl you look like someone that I've done fucked before I've been around the world

For so long my heart was breaking, But now we're standing strong, And you said we wouldn't make it, But look how far we've come, The things you say you make me fall harder each day, You're a trainwreck, But I wouldn't love you if you changed! Yeah! Oh

I am francisco vasquez garcia I am welcome to almeria We have sin gas and con leche We have fiesta and feria We have the song of the cochona We have brandy and half corona And leonardo and his accordione And kalamari and macaroni Come all you rambling

Oh glory, come and find me Dancing all alone To the sound of an enemy's song I'll be lost until you find me Fighting on my own In a war that's already been won I'll be lost until you come and find me here, oh glory What a shame, what a shame we all