Pero que clase de rumba pa pa pa La que yo cogí anoche que que que No recuerdo lo que sucedió Ya son las 6 de la mañana Y todavía no recuerdo nada Ni siquiera conozco tu cara Pero amaneciste aquí en mi cama Ya esta amaneciendo, el sol saliendo Yo

Cause I’m a girl Cause I’m a girl, Oh yeah With a bottle of wine and you I’m a girl, I got skills I can dance all night in five inch heels And make you feel like the luckiest boy in the world I can get a free drink for flipping my hair I can rock a

With or without you And you give yourself away And you give I can't live See the stone set in your eyes See the thorn twist in your side I'll wait for you Sleight of hand and twist of fate On a bed of nails she makes me wait

All hands on deck All in front all in the back just like that, like that I'mma blow your mind take it out on the floor like that, like that All in the front all in the back just like that, like that I'mma blow your mind like that Wasted Heart You took

Say you're gonna spend it, say you're gonna spend it Say you're gonna spend it with me Tell me if you know the feeling You can't get no release All that love you were ready to blow On something you've never seen Tell me if you feel the pain Tell me if

When I look into your soft green eyes As you slip off your dress I'm reminded that what I feel for you Will remain strong and true I'll go on loving you When I see your delicate body revealed to me Long after the pleasures of the flesh And I'll go on

Oh, when the saints go marching in When the saints go marching in I want to be in that number I still, want to be in that number When the sun refuses to shine I'm going to sing aloud and thunder Oh, when the saints go marching in Yes, I want to be in

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You'd better run, better run, out run my gun You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet Robert's got a quick hand He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan He's got a rolled cigarette,

Hoje à noite A lua se apagar A gente se peder Quem já viu a lua cris Quando a lua começa a murchar É preciso gritar e correr, socorrer o luar

We could've been It could've been right but I was wrong Only think 'bout you when I'm alone And we try to pretend Every now and again We don't dream about, don't think about what Though I'm holding again 'Cause I know in the end You dream about, I think