(A. Nicula/E. Bojescu). Come on baby don't be late. We begin to play. Come on babe don't be afraid. And don't turn away. We're gonna sing for you all the night.
(Lerner/Hollander). . Falling in love again. Never wanted to. What am I to do?. Can't help it. . Love's always been my game. Play it how I may. I was made that way.
(Carl Perkins). . Well they took some honey. From a tree. dressed it up and they called it me. . Everybody's trying to be my baby. Everybody's trying to be my baby.
(A. Nicula/ E. Bojescu). That's outside, it's getting dark. That's inside, you light a spark. M-m-m an' moreover. It is rather cold now please do us a favour.
Nos ahogaremos juntos. En aguas que todos quieren probar. Sin importarnos como es el final. No hay otras vidas, tierra nada más. . Caminaremos juntos.
Can't feel the pills no more. Put my arm through the fucking window. Brought it to the bone. Another day gone, another wasted. Let go of me.... . Gimme more rights to wrong.
Una mujer demasiado larga. Con un intenso aliento a alcohol. Se posa gentilmente junto a mi. Una mujer con el pelo verde. Con un escote desconumal. . Me llama, me dice.
there's a sickness on the street. so what'cha gonna do?. it's the fascist army. the boys in blue. . california police state. in time they'll re-fucking segregate.
Dicen que no conoció el amor. Dicen que tiene maldito el corazón. Que no tiene salvación. . Dicen que es una mujer fatal. Un paso en falso y te vuelve de cristal.
You have a choice. You think it up to you. They're in your mind making choices for you. They tell you what you want to hear. Before there's time to see the truth.
The place where you are. A place to begin. Before you can say. They're draggin' you in. . Light at the end. Light at the end. . So you come from a place.
Sin querer. Todo lo que pasa. Va a pasando sin querer. Llevame. Como el agua va en las nubes. . Dentro llevamesin pensar. Todo lo que pasa. Va pasando por pasar.
use your voice. open your eyes. make the choice. see their lies. country of hypocrites. world of lies. country of hypocrites. world full of lies.
Despus de tanto correr. Despus de tanto escapar. Despus de tanto oir tu llanto. Y escucharte rezar, no si ni que pensar. . Despus de tanto escribir. Despus de tanto soar.