maria / De buenos aires / De buenos aires maria, nao vem quem eu sou ? / Maria tango maria do « arrabal » / Maria noite maria paixao fatal / Maria do
: No soy yo tu amor, no soy yo el amor No soy yo tu amor, deja de creerlo No soy yo tu amor, no soy yo el amor No soy yo tu amor, deja de creerlo. Antes
Yo que soy contrabandista y campo por mis respetos y a todos los desafio porque a nadie tengo miedo. ?Ay! ?Ay! ?Ay, muchachos! ?Ay, muchachas! ?Quien
No soy yo tu amor, no soy yo el amor No soy yo tu amor, deja de creerlo No soy yo tu amor, no soy yo el amor No soy yo tu amor, deja de creerlo. Antes
sou maria / De buenos aires / De buenos aires maria, nao vem quem eu sou ? / Maria tango maria do « arrabal » / Maria noite maria paixao fatal / Maria
I'm always on the road, you're always all alone And I'm not always there when I'm at home But I'm ready for a little change I'm ready to accept some blame
I am Mary, I was pretty You may remember me from the ninth grade The boys would hold me And my friends told me The world would know me someday I've made
It hurts too much to laugh and I'm too big to cry Wait and see another hope of love light in your eyes The day he took your love from me my heart inside
Give me a convertible and a girl in a white dress Faster she says, I like that the best Radio playing all her favorite tunes Honey from my lips like sweet
Are you gonna be ready to use it If you hesitate they'll persue it Put the gun to your dome no question Now the holy ghost in question what about the
I'm the only woman you need I'm the only woman you need Only one you need, take me Don't be a fool like you have me If you wanna be happy I'm the only
Hello, it's me, I've thought about us for a long, long time Maybe I think too much but something's wrong Something here that doesn't last too long Maybe
I am a kid. Let's get that right I'm red and yellow. I'm black. I'm white On a sunny day, on a stormy night Gonna toot my whistle, gonna shine my light
What a great dress What a great hat Look at these shoes They go perfect with that When I put them on they don't look as they should But how come on you
I am the cute one It's obvious There's no comparing The two of us I'm not to blame The facts are plain I've got the looks I've got the brains And I am
I got a number on me I got a number Won't make it through the high noon sun I am my father's son I am my father's son His bed is made I was a hero
Yo te estoy sacando Vistete de luto, Maria Lola Y no ponganle vida lo que huele a muerto Y aqui mando yo Maria Lola, vete, que yo soy perro 24/7 Recogete
