¿Para qué la miras, mujer? Sólo ve el dinero, ¿No ves? Si tu amante ya olvidó El amor que prometió El cariño con su gesto En cenizas convirtió Sucede cada vez Que un hombre peca por placer Matando un hogar con su débil proceder

I get higher and lower Holdin' hands with an impotent dream In a brothel of fake energy Put a nickel in the graveyard machine Like a tired soldier With nothin' to shoot I just found me a bottle of blues Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe To want

You should be here, standing with your arm around me here Cutting up, cracking a cold beer Saying cheers, hey y'all it's sure been a good year It's one of those moments, that's got your name written all over it You should be here Aw you should be here

Baby, what'd I say? Tell your momma, tell your pa, Gonna move you back to Arkansas. All right, baby what'd I say? Whoa, all right, baby what'd I say? Oh baby, oh baby. All right, baby, what'd I say? Oh, all right, yeah. Yeah, what'd I say?

Baby, no te vaya' Tú ere' una diabla Y tú ere' mala Tú en mi cama Real Hasta La Muerte, baby Oh oh oh oh

Ella quiso matarme el corazón de pena Pero en mi corazón la que murió fue ella Para mi está muerta y enterrada no la quiero ya No sé cuántas veces le dije cambia por favor Entre los dos veo más distancia que proximidad Siento que te me estas muriendo

I told ya I was troubled You know that I'm no good You had to be a nasty girl and try to play me I could forgive the past, but I never forget it I cheated myself Like I knew I would

Cause tonight will be alright Little darling Where you've been so long I've been out here thinking about ya And the feeling's real strong Well the time has come to celebrate You and me girl so sounds great Little darling, come on

Na na na, eh La veo bailando la dejo sola, sola Quiero hacerla mi señora Na na na, oh Ella es, encantadora y cazadora Sin tocarla me acalora Na na na, eh Ignora, sin tocarla me acalora Ella es, encantadora y cazadora

I like my beat down low and my top let back Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a chopper in the back Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch black I like my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let