No, you don't know me You give your hand to me and then you say hello And I can hardly speak, my heart is beating so And anyone could tell, you think you know me well But you don't know me No you don't know the one who dreams of you at night And longs to

Ah ah ah ah ah America Americano, ah ah ah ah ah America Americano I don't speak your, I won't speak your Jesús Cristo (la-la-la-la-la-la-la) Don't you try to catch me, don't you try to catch me Living on the edge of the law, law, law, law I met a girl

Right in front of me 'Cause if it breaks, she may not come again I've been sittin', waitin' for your love, and all the time it's been here Words, be gentle when you speak into her heart Hands, don't let her go, 'cause then the midnight icy winds will

We will fight the heathens, we will fight the heathens Of war, we don't speak anymore, Dark is the light, The man you fight, With all your prayers, incantations, Running away, a trivial day, Of judgment and deliverance, To whom was sold, this bounty

Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak, don't change a hair for me Not if you care for me Stay little valentine My funny valentine Sweet, comic valentine

I just can't let go, go Baby don't you worry, I don't know where to start Should I listen to the voices in my brain or my heart? I must find a way to say that when all is said and done I broke it down but your heart was sore It's gonna take much more to

Talk dirty to me Been around the world, don't speak the language But your booty don't need explaining All I really need to understand is Will you talk dirty to me? Anyway, every day I'm trying to get to it Got her saved in my phone under "Big Booty"

The masochism is alive, My desire for skin is unnerving, Flesh to flesh the taste of the death, temptations rise. Now if she could only speak we could set this everlasting, This girl in a box leaves me wanting more. This will be our little sweet six six

I know it's a shame Tell me it's okay Lately I've been thinking about the past How there is no holding back No point in wasting sorrow On things that won't be here tomorrow But you and I well, we don't need to speak It's the secret that we keep

We will fight the heathens, we will fight the heathens Of war, we don't speak anymore, Dark is the light, The man you fight, With all your prayers, incantations, Running away, a trivial day, Of judgment and deliverance, To whom was sold, this bounty