Pero que clase de rumba pa pa Pa la que yo cogí anoche que que que No recuerdo lo que sucedió Ya son las 6 de la mañana Y todavía no recuerdo nada Ni siquiera conozco tu cara Pero amaneciste aquí en mi cama Ya esta amaneciendo, el sol saliendo Yo

Here I go again, I hear those trumpets blow again. All aglow again, takin' a chance on love. Here I slide again, about to take that ride again. Starry-eyed again, takin' a chance on love. I thought that cards were a frame-up, I never would try. Now I'm

(Threw her in the trunk) (Threw her in the trunk!) Was tryin' to smash, get her cash But her mouth was hella fast, so I threw her ass (in the trunk!) And even though she had a big plump rump I threw her in and let the beat bump 2K11, ridin' solo In the

I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine Worry about those condoms, and way too numb, yeah It's way too drum, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, I need the heimlich Throw that to

When we built these dreams on sand, How they all slipped through our hands. And this might be our only chance. Let's take this one day at a time, I'll hold your hand if you hold mine. The time that we kill keeps us alive. ...So please don't ask me how I

There’s nothing left to say now oh oh I’m giving up, giving up he he Giving up now I keep fallin’, I keep fallin’ down We fall, we falling But I keep pushing on and on and on and on Bumba rumba rum awh awh Who knows how long? I've been awake now

Here I go again, I hear those trumpets blow again. All aglow again, takin' a chance on love. Here I slide again, about to take that ride again. Starry-eyed again, takin' a chance on love. I thought that cards were a frame-up, I never would try. Now I'm

Eh, eh, eh, eh Que siga la Rumba, la fiesta Bailame, zumba morena Algo me esta pasando, me enamoré de repente Será su boca o sus ojitos color del mar, y yo Quiero un beso, que me caliente el alma entera Solo un beso, bailame, zumba morena Envueltos en

Look into the rhyme Rum to the ripple But at times I come in triple Blaow, blaow put the heater to your head Now your dead Wyclef don't give a *beep* if you're dead Raaaaah, raaaah Let me attack just like the black cat

Ex-friends till the end Better off as lovers Best friends And not the other way around Racing through the city Windows down In the back of Yellow-checkered cars I wrote a goodbye note