Even if we tumble and fall We're gonna ride the storm out on a lifeboat Baby this kind of love is all that we know We're gonna take a walk out on the trapeze Even in a wild breeze, we could be the best of them all It's a want you, it's a need you, it's a

A gata é uma loucura Depois da meia-noite é filme com censura Sensualidade pura Fazendo a proibida e mantém postura Quicando e mostrando o poder desse bumbum 'Tá, 'tá, 'tá tum tum Quicando e mostrando Vai mexendo o bumbum vai mexendo o bumbum Faz o

Hoy una gatita me llevare Y la disco llena de solteras El bajo retumba y suena como es Y la luna esta llena Asi de seguro que voy a encontrar lo que ando buscando Hoy salgo pa la calle ma fino y elegante Soy dueño de la carretera en el volante Siki siki

When autumn leaves start to fall Since you went away, the days grow long And soon I'll hear, old winter's song But I miss you, most of all, my darling The falling leaves, drift by my window The autumn leaves, of red and gold I see your lips, the summer

Most of the time I'm clear focused all around I can keep both feet on the ground I can follow the path I can read the signs Stay right with it When the road unwinds I can handle whatever I stumble upon

Un bandolero donde voy Le doy gracias a Dios Por hoy estar donde estoy Y voy a seguir con mi tumbao' Y con mis ojos colorao' Con mis gatos activao' Aunque digan que soy Ustedes to' me lo han dao' El beneficio de la duda cualquiera merece

I'm a sucker for you I've been dancing on top of cars and stumbling out of bars I follow you through the dark, can't get enough You're the medicine and the pain, the tattoo inside my brain And, baby, you know it's obvious You say the word and I'll go

She's got everything she needs She's an artist, she don't look back Proud to steal her anything she sees She never stumbles She's got no place to fall Bow down to her on Sunday Salute her when her birthday comes She can take the dark out of the night

Oh, some things you can't go back to Some things you can't go back to Some things need left alone Don't mess with the memories of a life passed on All the tumbling reservations, at the heart of my mistakes 'Cause you let them slip away I don't wanna be a

Picnic en el 4ºB Ya me acostumbraste Es una cuestión de voltaje Hay una que no puede parar De hablar de caviar Y el solo piensa en comer Su fruta prohibida Mi majestad se ha perdido Entre una multitud