And stars fell on Alabama last night We lived our little drama, we kissed in a field of white I can't forget the glamor, your eyes held a tender light I never planned in my imagination a situation so heavenly A fairy land where no one else could enter

Now, right now Now, ooh, ooh Got that good gas, for real Put you on your ass, for real Right now, right now I let her count it, too much to balance I can't even balance

Farewell, Angelina, the bells of the crown Are being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sound The triangle tingles and the trumpets play slow Farewell, Angelina, the sky is on fire and I must go There's no need for anger, there's no need for blame

Dámelo dámelo dame lo que quiero Tú ya sabes lo que quiero Mira nena soy sincero Sin excusas ni rodeos Eso es todo lo que quiero Qué tengo que hacer para tener Esta noche yo te quiero conocer Y estoy seguro de que tú también Esta noche a mí me quieres

Would you please listen? Being young in the city Believe in saying something I'm scared of dying No gun required Or will this help me lay down? We can see it's missing When you bleed, say so we know

You give me hope To carry on You light up my days And fill my nights with song You light up my life So many nights I sit by my window Waiting for someone to sing me his song So many dreams I kept deep inside me

Bring all my people with me I've got my hands on it, I've gotta find a way I've got my hands on it, I've gotta find a way out Hands by your side Keep your hands by your side Your hands by your side (soon will be your time) Deeper in and deeper still use

Your melody, melody dream A melody, melody, melody sings to me A melody, melody dream You make me walk in a dream Melody, melody, melody sings to me Your melody, melody, melody sings to me Rumors rolling around my brain I don't know what to believe But

Whatever? Party's over, tell the rest of the crew Yo Big Noyd it's on you, what you wanna do? It's over, tell the rest of the crew Party's over, tell the rest of the crew Every day of my life since 11-2-74 On the street makin non-stop CREAM galore Packin

I'm not that girl He could be that boy Hands touch, eyes meet Sudden silence, sudden heat Hearts leap in a giddy whirl But I'm not that girl Don't dream too far Don't lose sight of who you are Don't remember that rush of joy