Yo te confieso, me vuelvo loco cuando tengo tu cariño Soy esclavo de tus besos, aceleran mis latidos También que sepas que sé de apoco decir querer estar contigo Llevo tu recuerdo conmigo Es mi corazón quien no te dice adiós Tu nombre mi primer verso

Baby, look what you’ve done to me Baby, I’ll never leave if you keep holding me this way, oh o-oh Baby, look what you’ve done now Baby, you’ve got me tied down I know they’ll be coming to find me soon Baby look what you've done to me Who’s that shadow

Seu guarda eu não sou vagabundo Pensando nela Me bata, me prenda Faça tudo comigo Mas não me deixe Ficar sem ela Me deu um beijo doce e me abraçou E bem na hora h no ponto alto do amor Já era dia o guarda me acordou

It is him I love Holy Father Say I shouldn’t be here but I can’t give up his touch Don’t you try and tell me that God doesn’t care for us We need to talk I have a secret

Hey oh wow oh I'm down on my line I'm new in the city I'm lost in the world I'm up in the woods Down for the night, down for the night Who will survive in America? I'm building a still

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

Infamous up in this, you know how we get down Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style We come through the spot real heavy on the waist So when they wanna move, we put 'em in they place Yo, I was schooled by the hood, raised by the wolves Trained by the

Cinderella Man Doing what you can They can't understand What it means Cinderella Man Hang on to your plans Try as they might A modest man from Mandrake Traveled rich to the city

We used to be friends What have I become to you I don't understand Turn it backwards For me to hurt When everything else is fading We used to be inner circle Take my good word Turn your back on me

Seems like all the good shits gone Hey God, there's nights you know I want to scream These days you're even hard to believe I know how busy you must be, but Hey God... Hey God-Tell me what the hell is going on, Do you ever think about me It keeps on