But she's too hot to touch (She's too hot to touch) She's too hot to (to, to, to, to) (Oh my love) My Love is burning (burning, burning, burning) We're getting close (She's too) (Oh my love, oh my love, oh my love) You make me feel like burning, burning

And I'll ride again We are heroes of the homeland, American remains We live in many faces and answer many names We will not be forgotten, we won't be left behind We'll ride again I am a shotgun rider, For the San Jacinto line, The desert is my brother,

Ain't nobody Loves me better Makes me happy Makes me feel this way Loves me better than you And now we're flyin' through the stars I hope this night will last forever Oh oh oh oh Captured effortlessly

Please don't strip my mind Leave something behind Oh, yeah yeah Wow, wow, wow, wow, yeah Arthur J. did, indicate that The boulevard will never be So full of life and love again hey

In my boo ooh book of love In my boo ooh In your boo ooh book of love In your boo ooh In the midnight haze We are sitting in the sun The light hits your face And I know that you're the one

And now the final frame, love is a losing game For you I was a flame, love is a losing game Five story fire as you came, love is a losing game One I wished I never played, oh what a mess we made Played out by the band, love is a losing hand More than I

Nobody stands in between me and my man It's me and Mr. Jones (me and Mr. Jones) What kind of fuckery is this? You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh, Slick Rick) And thought I didn't love you when I did (when I did) Can't believe you played me out like

Que sigo solo y que tu ausencia me hace daño (wuh-uh, uh uh) Quiero decirte que te amo Sé que yo te fallé (eh, eh) Que pensar que pasa el tiempo, más te extraño (yeh) Pero quiero decirle yo, oh (decirle que, que) Que no la olvidé (no la olvidé) Que

Why does it feel so good? Yeah you know I'm in your party 'Cause you loving got me feeling so good So good, so good, so good Why does it feel so good? (to misbehave you) Why does it feel so good? (oh baby I can't to do) So good, so good

Fly away, skyline pigeon fly Towards the dreams You've left so very far behind For just a Skyline Pigeon Dreaming of the open Waiting for the day That he can spread his wings And fly away again Turn me loose from your hands