Laughing a little bit more with every mile. But what a feeling chasing the sun, Living my life like it's shot from a gun, Oh what a freedom racing the wind, Dying to know what's around the next bend, And smiling as I watch the years roll by. I'm learning

A country dance was being held in a garden I felt a bump and heard an "Oh, beg your pardon" Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams All around a pug-nosed dream The music started and was I the perplexed one I held my breath and said "May I have the next

No house on a hill full of life's finer things And I'll tell you right now there's a whole lot that I just can't do So girl, I can't buy you a big diamond ring Oh, but baby, don't think I can't love you I learned the hard way real early in life That

Picnic en el 4ºB Ya me acostumbraste Es una cuestión de voltaje Hay una que no puede parar De hablar de caviar Y el solo piensa en comer Su fruta prohibida Mi majestad se ha perdido Entre una multitud

Ya es tarde Y ahora soy yo quien dice no oh oh No llames, no vengas, no entiendes que Ya te olvidé Hay puertas que se cierran y que nunca se abren Si me acuerdo de ti es porque viniste a buscarme A dónde irá El amor que un día te tuve A dónde irá, a

It ain't my fault (No, no, no, no, no, no, no) So if I put your hands where my eyes can't see Then you're the one who's got a hold on me No I-I-I-I, can't be responsible, responsible It ain't my fault It ain't my fault (No, no, no, no) Oh my, oh my, oh

Shoot 'em down, Shoot 'em down, Shoot 'em down, She looks so fine Like champagne or wine No one ever gets her Oh ain't she cool Plays us for fools If we want to let her Across the room she sees some buffoon Blown away by her style

(Woh, Ronca) Tú eres mejor nota por nota Dale lo que las alborota Y las aloca Ninguno va guerrear Lo que hacen es frontear Conmigo no buscan na'

Projets partis en sucette, hey C'est la merde, mais dis-moi comment on va faire? J'me sens bête un peu, est-ce que t'as capté? J'dois régler tout ça, mais comment on va faire? Ah non, ah non, oh yeah J'ai confiance en personne, toujours dans le sale

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