Me gustas tú Aquí se va a bailar con poca luz Me dijo echa pa' acá Yo no soy así, yo no soy así Loca, loca, loca Pero yo no soy una de esas De esas, de esas, de esas El quiere una americana loca Esa que le gusta fiesta

He ain't feelin' anythin' My love, my hurt or the sting of this rain All he can say is, "Man ain't it such a nice day?" Like dead flowers I feel like the flowers in this vase He just brought 'em home one day, "Ain't they beautiful?" he said They been

Hold on tight to your old man Under my wing long as I can There was a time when I thought I knew love Until you came into this world Time keeps on flying

What does it take to be a man? What does it take to see It's all heart and soul A gentle hand So easy to want and so hard to give How can you be a man 'Til you see beyond the life you live? Oh, what does it take to be a man? We can be blind, but a man

I'm goin' to Louisiana And get me a mojo hand Cold ground was my bed last night Rocks was my pillow too I lay down thinking Buy me a mojo hand I'm gonna fix my woman so She can't have no other man I woke up this morning, I'm wondering

I can't remember feeling love like this in so long. I can't imagine living life without you by my side. Day after day you find a way to make this grown man cry. All for you. It's so true, I'm all for you. I'm all for you. Last night I fell asleep, and I

Are we the last ones left alive? Are we the only human beings to survive? All that we can do is just survive All that we can do to help ourselves is stay alive I hear the sound of gunfire at the prison gate Are the liberators here, do I hope or do I

I'm a grown ass man You ain't gonna change my ways And I ain't set in stone I'm set in that red Georgia clay, man I was brought up on that book My grand-daddy's knee You can bet your ass that I know who I am Yeah, I'm a grown ass man They said I could

Whole world living in the darkest hour Time you know you can't get it back Today I am courage at the track I asked my neighbor what time is it What's a man anyhow If not alone collecting facts Well I am loved through sickness It's so peaceful here No one

It's just I know Up in the womb, but you can feel it when I kick it, I know And you too must be rockin' with Lil Dicky, Bono It's like I hit the lotto I had to hit the wall though I couldn't see it for a minute Shit was hidden, Waldo They treat it like