Hey Bob I'm looking at what Jack was talking about And it's definitely not a particle that's nearby. It is a bright object and it's obviously rotating because it's flashing, It's way out in the distance, certainly rotating in a very rhythmic fashion

Let's play a lovegame, play a lovegame Do you want love, or you want fame Are you in the game, Dans le lovegame I wanna take a ride on your disco stick Let's have some fun, this beat is sick A lovegame, a lovegame Hold me and love me Just wanna touch you

There's a black flag hangin' over this town, Get down! (get down!) Shut your eyes let darkness lead the fight, say goodnight The rest will watch their future die, It's time to let out the dead, dead come alive, We have the flag for the rest of our life

Ah ah ah, ah ah ah Peleamos, nos arreglamos Nos mantenemos en esa pero nos amamos Qué pena me daría Nena, nena, tranquilícese Que en la calle a nadie besé No tenerte en mi vida, vida mía, mami Yo solo tengo ojos pa' usted

The American dream on a shoestring, Give a good push just like a Brady, Too soon to be a mother and father, But too late for the alma mater, Babies makin' babies Say you'll love 'em 'till your eighty, Yeah it's always in the water First you grow it then

Fight till we can't fight Everybody's alright Don't let it stop, don't let it stop D-don't let it stop, make it to the daylight Turn it up! T-turn it up, t-t-t-t-turn it up Say we don't care (We don't care!)

Everything is changing This could be the day that we push through It could be the day that all our dreams come true For me and you 'Til we're at the end of just another day Are you too terrified to try your best? Just to end up with an educated guess

Todo se siente mejor que antes Oh oh oh oh oh Solo para verte feliz Hacer eterna la primavera Es que por ti yo estoy dispuesto a cambiar lo que quieras Levantarte si algún día cayeras Contigo me sobran los motivos Me siento cada día más vivo Cambiaste mi

Sitting out in the drive I’m getting used to you not being there At church on Sunday night I’m getting used to the radio playing Without you singing along It’s just a little hard on me But I’m getting used to that old truck of yours But I’ll never get

Guess I'll always have to be Living in a fantasy From now on That's the way it's got to be It's you for you, and me for me Monday has come around again I'm in the same old place With the same old faces always watching me Who knows how long I'll have to