Un día te tuve y no supe valorarte Que tú sólo eras mía, que no te irías Y hoy comienzo a extrañarte más Te soñé (heh) Yo pensé (pensé) Ooh (jeje), oh-oh Nah-na, nah-na

Pero me acuerdo de ti Y se me desgarra el alma Ahora ya no hay más dolor Y otra vez pierdo la calma Y se borra mi sonrisa Y mi mundo se hace trizas Ahora que ya mi vida se encuentra normal, ooh, ooh Que tengo en casa quien sueña con verme llegar, ooh, oh

(My sexy love) She makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up And just can't think (of anything else I rather do) Girl the things u do (oh baby baby) Keep me sprung Keep me running back to u (ooh baby i) Making love to u (see baby girl u know your

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh) 'Cause I can't stop loving (Oh yeah) Since I got a taste of your love (Oh yeah) Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, woah) Right now, I'm down I be with the Hitmaker Goddamn, you know who I am Try to be on the

Caught in a bad romance Want your bad romance I want your love Rah rah ah-ah-ah! Ro mah ro-mah-mah I want your love and You and me could write a bad romance Gaga ooh-la-la! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!

I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh) But you can't blame me for tryin' You know I'd be lyin' sayin' You were the one (ooh-ooh) That could finally fix me Lookin' at my history Each time the feeling fades I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe Look, I don't mean

That's our only truth Ooh, blame it on the moonlight Just blame it on my youth I'm blaming on this star sign I'm too hot to handle I'm too hot to handle, yea Yes, I'm too hot to handle Blame it on the moonlight, blame it on my youth It's just another

Them summer days, those summer days Freddie: Out of school, yeah Larry: County fair in the country sun Sly: And everything, it's true, ooh yeah All: Hot fun in the summertime x 4 All: End of the spring and

No, I can't be the on-only one Ooh ooh ooh, give me a sign That you feel it too Baby, cross the line Yeah, ooh-ooh-ooh, I need more When we're making this up Say it isn't so 'Cause I'm so desperate for you I can taste your skin on my tongue (my tongue)

Space coupe look like a UFO (Whoa) Smokin' on dope (Damn) They call me Yao 'cause my eyes real low (Low) Pourin' up fours (Whoa) You the type of nigga go cry to a ho (Ho) Butterfly doors (Ooh) Baby mama whip a pot on the stove (Whip it) Ain't no joke