Sugar how you get so fly? Got me lifted, driftin' higher than the ceiling Before you play with fire, do think twice Sugar, how you get so fly? But sugar, how you get so fly? Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, hey She got cherry lips, angel eyes

Uoh uoh solo quedan 90 minutos Más si vas yo voy Te veo bailando entre toda la gente Con un tembeleque que todo se enciende Uoh uoh dale dale que eso es tuyo Uoh uoh ay ay dale dale que eso es tuyo No hay tiempo que perder Pásala bien Prince Royce,

Who's gonna pay the bills? (Come on let's take it too far) And others gonna have to kill With everybody so preoccupied Some of us need to gather (some of us need to gather) (Come on let's take it too far) who's gonna pay the bills? Some of us need to

Kisses of fire, burning, burning Kisses of fire, sweet devotions I'm at the point of no returning Kisses of fire Caught in a landslide of emotions Oh, I'm riding higher than the sky and there is fire in every kiss Lay your head on my chest so you hear

I could skate away on I wish I had a river It's coming on Christmas They're cutting down trees They're putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly Oh I wish I had a river

Say it's all in my head I'll never let you go Take my heart Sheltered as you take my heart I remember when you said Held me in the dark Sheltered as you took my heart I could never let you go, ooh Remember when you said

Some rules I cannot break The ghost is supposed to love Then why do I feel pain 'Cause nothing is for keeps You just can't hold a cloud The shape will always change Then one day come back down You showed me when you came Night falls on us either way

Yeah, she's closer to the bottom but she's headed for the top. She's got a dream to be a star dressed in black like Johnny Cash, She likes to play, she loves to rock! With a pink guitar. She saw it in the window, just a callin' out her name. She mowed

Out of my mind Stoned out of my mind I'm going crazy You got me goin' (stoned) Got me stoned Stoned without your love Baby, when I found out you were lyin' Playin' around and connivin'

Oh, these three worn words Of tourists in Verona I just want to love you in my own language There was a wayward lad Stepped out one morning The ground to be his bed The sky his awning Neon, neon, neon A blue neon lamp in a midnight country field