Baby you can crash my party anytime. You can wake me up in the dead of the night; wreck my plans, baby that’s alright. This is a drop everything kind of thing. Swing on by I will pour you a drink. If you wanna call me, call me, call me you don’t have to

This is not Hollywood, like I understand Is not Hollywood, like, like, like Run away, run away, is there anybody there? Get away, get away, get away Oh, oh, oh, oh Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like (runaway) (Oh, oh, oh, oh) I've got a

Doc Holiday An outlaw walking through the valley of men Glared with a sunken eye of death Moved his head from side to side and said Come on you gutless slugs fight like a man State your name and business and let's see what you got Another body for the

Assim não dá Para continuar Do seu lado Pô, meu nego Me leva para passear Não me deixa o dia inteiro Sozinha a trabalhar Eu estou ficando cansada De viver sem teu amor

Oh oh, oh oh Today we're gonna get this, Can be the one to rock my world So be my girl, my girl, my girl And love me just like a movie Oh oh, oh oh, oh-oh-oh Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh This girl this girl this girl

See me winnin', now they wanna stop me Came from nothin', now we fuckin' flossin' I feel great, these people think I'm awesome Lil' baby, why you fraudin'? Plant my seed, watch me grow a garden Save your breath, I don't do the arguin' We done came up, we

That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita Got it vibratin' on me like a beeper Boy I'm in Colorado Smokin' California reefer Hey, the bitch so bad Call her ticket 'cause I really wanna meet her (Really wanna meet her, wanna meet her) Hey and I

Blue gardenia I lived for an hour Love bloomed like a flower Thrown to a passing breeze But pressed in my book Of memories Now I'm alone with you And I am oh, so blue He has tossed us aside

Girl you gonna think You gonna think I invented sex Girl when I get you to the crib (get to the crib) Upstairs to the bed (upstairs to the bed) Girl when I pull back them sheets And you climb on top of me This goes out to the beautiful girls Which one of

Un poco de miel Te vi que llorabas Te para tres No hay nada mejor Las tazas sobre el mantel La lluvia derramada El eclipse no fue parcial Y cegó nuestras miradas