I will assume form You know, you know, you know you know Appearance is nothing I'll leave the ether I will be reachable Now you can feel everything Now I'm confiding, know I'm in haze Going through the motions my whole life I hope this is the first day

Huh, My nigga Don Juan...damn I Been knowin you a long time nigga, heh We did a lot of shit together man On this music tip man Beautiful shit we did dog Remember when we went out to L.A. man, wit Quincy man Made all that shit pop

This maybe the night that my dreams might let me know All the stars are closer, all the stars are closer, all the stars are closer Is it anything and everything you hoped for? Or do the feeling haunt you? I know the feeling haunt you Love, let's talk

Tu vas me manquer, tu vas me manquer Je t'attends comme si t'allais rentrer Les souvenirs ne cessent de me hanter Ça fait si longtemps que j'attends que tu rentres mais De ma mémoire tu disparais Tout semble faux, j'en perds mes mots Que vais-je devenir?

A street fighting man For a street fighting man 'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in this sleepy L.A. town There's just no place for a street fighting man Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy 'Cause summers here and

Shake a leg, shake your head Shake a leg, wake the dead Shake a leg, get stuck in Idle juvenile on the street, on the street Fighting on the wrong side of the law, of the law Who is kicking everything with his feet, with his feet Don't kick, don't fight,

It's amazing the amount of rejection that I see I'm lookin' forward to the girl I wanna be So I try not to waste too much time at the bathroom sink Puttin' on my makeup Puttin' off the hard stuff Hoping that it passes Fake smile and eyelashes And try not

Keep moving your heels on the floor Let the bartender pour you up another round Tip the cover band, find another hand To dance and call him your rebound Another late night love, another last call crush With the neon shining down Girl, this time around,

Me acuerdo yo pasando las horas Tú en casa sola Esperando a que hora iba a llegar Pero me tengo que arriesgar Y tengo que buscar Par de pesos pa’ los biles pagar Tú sabes Como Soy contigo mah Tú sabes como brego contigo mah Tú sabes que lo tuyo está

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh But words, they won't do it justice I got something on my mind I could write it on a sign I need a translator at the tip of my tongue There's a freight train of emotion stuck in my lungs