Dame 7 días Intento regalarte el cielo A una jornada amorosa mi reina te llevo El domingo empieza el juego de seducción Monday night una velada entre tú y yo Martes te hago mi novia en París By Wednesday you’ll love me the way it should be Te propongo

It's too late, she's gone. She's gone, yes she's gone. And I wonder does she know When she left me, it hurt me so. I need your love babe, please don't make me wait. Tell me it's not too late. It's too late, my baby's gone. Wish I had told her she was my

We've got the words if you've got the melody We've got the time if you've got the place to be And we're not gonna stop We've got tonight to make every memory Until we set it off Ready or not, 'cause we're gonna make you see We're not gonna stop We're

We didn't start the fire It was always burning Since the world's been turning No we didn't light it But we tried to fight it Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon,

There's levels to your love And I know, we can get higher Levels, levels, levels, levels Yeah, there's levels to your love And I keep on climbing up Let them go, all the one's tryna get in the door I'ma go where they all couldn't go Up a floor, up a

There's nothing I won't do To spend my life with you I'll give my all to you I promise that I will never lie to you, boy What you wanna do, do, do? 'Cause, baby Now it's me and you, you, you This mood is so right It feels so right

Muitas vezes o coração Não consegue compreender O que a mente não faz questão Nem tem forças pra obedecer Quantos sonhos já destruí E deixei escapar das mãos Se o futuro assim permitir Não pretendo viver em vão Tem um mundo a esperar por nós

Who are you? Who, who, who, who? (Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh) (Who are you?) (Who, who, who, who?) Well, who are you? (who are you? who, who, who, who?) I really wanna know I woke up in a Soho doorway A policeman knew my name

But everyone you know, is tryna smooth it over, Find a way to make the hurt go away, I'm never gonna watch you checkin' out of this place I'm not gonna lose you 'Cause the passion and the pain Are gonna keep you alive someday Everyone you know, is tryna

Slow down, you're gonna crash, Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone Look out, you've got your blinders on I'm American made apple pie Chevrolet My momma taught me wrong from right. I was born