In the end, it's him and I Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh Cross my heart, hope to die He said "be true", I swear I'll try He's out his head, I'm out my mind We got that love, the crazy kind I am his and he is mine To my lover, I'd never lie

I gotta free my soul from the troubles of lately Follow my heart wherever it takes me Let it flow on by like a piece of driftwood A piece of driftwood Oh baby, let me sing it for you, now woah, no Untie my noose Open up a bottle of Whatever you choose

Ooh, gold, woah When everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold, gold When everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold (Ooh, gold, woah Ooh, gold, woah) (Who can you trust) First comes the blessing of all that

Se siente, hey yeah yeah yeah (Se siente) Que la tierra tiembla (Se siente) Con todo el sabor Se siente, que es pura sabrosura (Mi gente) Ya no puedo parar Ya no puedo parar (Mi gente) Ya no puedo parar Colombia, woah woah

Back it up for me, back it, back it up for me Oh woah, woah woah You don't get to see my face, just drop it down You don't get to see my face, just pop it down, pop it down Ooh, yeah yeah yeah UTU, FÈRINA! Girl I'm wavy

Woah, yeah boy Way-way back for me I need fake niggas to get way back James Harden with the range on me nigga way back Homie start switchin' lanes, I thought we went way back I can't get no rest (We in the house) I fall asleep with a Tec (Rack) Wearin'

Oh oh oh oh woah Pa’ que no te sientas sola Yo besándote Quédate a mi lado ahora (Oh oh oh) Dime si quieres conmigo Como yo quiero contigo Y si así lo quisimos Vamos a darle sentido Everyday besándote

I should've been a cowboy I should've learned to rope and ride Stealin' the young girls' hearts Just like Gene and Roy Singin' those campfire songs Woah, I should've been a cowboy Wearin' my six-shooter, ridin' my pony on a cattle drive I bet you've

Like how she pop it like woah, woah, woah Like how she pop it like woah, woah Like how she pop it like woah See that, sexy sexy, wine it up for me, oh No te vayas, baby, ven, quédate aquí Yeah, yeah, I'm bad for you (Iré por ti) Only you (Solo por ti)

Oh, yeah, I'll still take you home So what do you know? Oh-woah, woah, woah Oh, you know nothing Yeah, but I'll still take you home Well, it's ever so funny 'Cause I don't think you're special, I don't think you're cool You're just probably alright But