Foi tapa na bunda Na cara, puxão de cabelo Na cama, no chão e no banheiro Sua amiga quis e foi daquele jeito E foi daquele jeito! Eu cheguei xavecando, papo de gavião Pedi seu telefone, mas não me deu atenção Mas quando eu vi a amiga dela Fiquei

Crazy little thing called love, yeah, yeah Crazy little thing called love This thing called love, I just can't handle it This thing called love, I must get round to it I ain't ready I gotta be cool, relax, get hip And get on my track's And take a long

Don't I look good? Yeah, baby, baby I'ma look good, I'm just talkin' 'bout sex, yeah Ooh, that's why I'm textin' my ex, oh no I'm just talkin' 'bout sex and I'm so ready for regrets I know you remember when way back in December we was in love, yeah I

Tro fê yôtchoin djanda Natê bessou Natê bessou... Natê bessou oh!! Yinmien kpli yôti ô lalo fouê Houphouët Yako!! Houphouët boigny yako Beti nouanlê Bessia n'gourêlê Snanga mon ossi man-yé

Y empezar de nuevo Regresar a mi pueblo Por el camino viejo Y recoger mis pasos Regresar a la casa Como regresa el viento Volver a abrazarte Hoy la nostalgia me apretuja el alma Hoy los fantasmas de tu amor me llaman

Can't find a better man She dreams in color, she dreams in red She lies and says she's in love with him Can't find a better man, can't find a better man Waitin', watchin' the clock It's four o'clock, it's got to stop Tell him, take no more She practices

Tú, te pones caliente Yo, hoy tengo la suerte De, tener de frente Una mujer como tú en mi cama Ayer entre mis sábanas te hice el amor Y todavía no toco el suelo Todavía siento que vuelo Dejaste tu aroma en mi cama Solo me conformo tocar tu piel

La-la-la-love me La-la-la-love me, down, down My baby gon' love down My baby gon' love me down Round and round we go 'til we fall like dominoes Don't make a sound, just love me down like 'Til we can't see straight no more Gon' love down, gon' love down,

I can depend on myself Guys they always wonder about me (yeah, I hear ya "T") Cause everything I have is my own (I'm feelin' dis) There's no other way you can doubt me (and I'm listenin') Before I trust you I'll just be here alone Can I tell ya, can I

To keep my rose in paradise She was a flower for the takin' Her beauty cut just like a knife And he was a banker from Macon Swore he'd love her all his life Bought her a mansion on a mountain With a formal garden and a lot a land But paradise became her