A man this lonely needs a woman like you A man this lonely A man this blue A man whose world's been torn in two Needs somebody With a heart that's true Two arms this empty Need someone to hold A man this lost needs somewhere to go

Amiga, 'cê 'tava bebaça Subindo na mesa, virando garrafa Tomou tudo, tomou fora Só não tomou vergonha na cara Tomou tequila, tomou cerveja Diz que aguenta bebida Tomou duas seguidas Perna bambeou Ainda não lembrou

Komm in meinen Baui Coupé, Baui Cabriolet ole, Baui Cabriolet ole Mein Baui Coupé, Baui Coupé, Baui Coupé Drop Top durch die Innenstadt Baby, ich bin dieser Typ (hey, hey) Mittelfinger für die Cops Rote Ampel, du hast dich verliebt (oh) Komm in meinen

Para que tú entiendas que yo De todo cuando estoy contigo Y qué tengo que hacer Que yo que yo me vuelvo loco por un beso de tu boca Y me provoca hacer Pero me duele que tan solo soy tu amigo Y qué tengo que hacer Que yo que yo me vuelvo loco por un beso

You look like rain You're the hallelujah kind I'm the dust that spins and the gust of wind that's blowing by I'm a desert dry And in my thirsty eyes 'Cause I'm hell up here on the high wire You and your Sunday mornings Me and my Saturday nights You and

Debout sans savoir où aller Maman mes amies sont parties J'ai beaucoup grandi Debout sans savoir qui je suis, j'ai vingt ans (oh non) He yeah yeah yeah (oh non) He yeah yeah yeah (oh non, oh non, non, non) J'ai perdu la notion du temps (du temps) À tout

Releasing souls An invitation to clairvoyance It's hard to stand around and watch while they ignore us She is dumped on Used as an ashtray At the expense of an organized association I see the stones in the path we laid It's a question of tomorrow We like

J'ai tellement attendu Alors aujourd'hui Dans mon lit Ce jour sans fin suffit J'n'ai jamais vu un soir qui soit aussi Close to me Alors ce serait sans danger Si seulement j'étais sûr Ça m'a rendu malade

I've played every beer joint tavern From New York City out to Pasadena Every corn dog fair and rodeo And sold out every basketball arena In Afghanistan and Baghdad City too Graduate of Honky Tonk you My grandmother owned a night club On the

And I don't know what to feel Birds will sing if we fall Midnight dust on the floor Watch it turn into gold And I don't even know what's real I'm the truth in disguise, I'm in love with your lies 'Cause I can't breath, can't settle down No I don't know