Que lindos tus ojitos, mi negra! Que lindo tu sombrero, compadre! Que lindos tus ojitos, mi negra! Que lindo tu sombrero, compadre! Tal vez me vaya,
De una bailanta con acordeon ate la luna con el sol, por una noche no fui peon hombre volvi y en eso estoy. Y por una sola fiesta me dude con el patron
Yo, after tonight Don't leave your girl around me True playa for real Ask my nigga, Pharrell C'mon Just ask for your dad You smell him, yeah you smell
So young for death, we walk in shoes too big But you play it like a poet like you always did And I lay face upturned on the palm of God Pushed on by the
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When we are in a friendly situation My conversation may not be smart But if we've to have a perfect understanding Let's call a heart a heart There are
Hey Howie, where ya been? I've been waitin' since half past ten And you know I got nowhere to go, Unless you take me to that midnight show You showed
Can't you see my soul worn on the record sleeve? It is goin' up for sale as soon as it gets saved Interrogation blues, once again I lose You don't get
And I just had to call ya I know somethin' there for you and me Open up the door and you will see I just had to call ya If it's cool, girl I'm comin'
Once I was told that a boy caught a cold And he left to go home to get some sleep instead Well, his baby stayed where she was I go talk to her 'cause
Mary, Mary, had a little baby Oo pretty little baby Oo pretty little baby Glory be to the newborn king Star a shinin', shinin' on the manger Oo, shinin
[Red] Yo, whassup Big Daddy? [Kane] Aiyyo whassup Red Alert? I'm chillin Duke [Red] Yo do me a favor man -- pleeeeeease tell me about these big ol
Well it was all that I could do to keep from crying Sometimes it seems so useless to remain But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin' You never even
Can't explain the way I feel It's all so clear, it's all so real Some kind of game, they're all the same Don't need it 'cause I'm always to blame You
Something has been sleeping in me, weeping in me, creeping in me Something has been crying in me, sighing in me, dying in me In the righting of this
Though you don't call me anymore I find myself waiting Be no more letters from you So what's wrong anticipating? I wanna tell you so The way I been changing
Lonely, stubborn and complacent You have insisted on leaving me here Writing the same song i started last year Lovely conjunctions and phrases Plays on
