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She Is In Love
03:13
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She walks in the sun
She watches everyone go by
And you cant help but look back
When she is gone when she is gone
Her smile lights the day for everyone who can feel Love today the whole world is her playground
She shines in her pretty dress feeling the summer inside
And you cant help but look back when she is gone when she is gone
She is in love
She is in love
She is in LOVE
And that´s OK
And of course he loves her in return
(Who woulnt with a queen like her)
She dances while she walks
She sings ´cause she is in love
(and you cant help but look back
when she is gone when she is gone)
Her smile lights the day for everyone
Who can feel love
You cant help it
you cant help it
you cant help but look when
SHE IS IN LOVE
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Winner
03:12
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LYRICS - LETRA:
I have the looks of a winner
And a losers attitude
But i dont mind any social games
I dont have any ladder to climb
You cant follow me
And I´ll never stab your back
I have no path to show
And I always forget the knife
I still keep and love my best friends
And I hope I´ll be there for their kids
I never looked like a guy you can trust
I hope I can prove you wrong
You cant follow me
And I´ll never stab your back
I have no path to show
And I always forget the knife
I´m ready to take the blow for you
And I have scars to prove it
I wear them with pride
Come with me if you want
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3. |
Nice & Junkie
03:35
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Every mistake i do takes me back to you
You allways know how to cheer me up
Your prices are affordable just a hug
And some booze ´coz you are so nice
You cant go on like this
Allways waiting for me to come back crying
Give me back my selfsteem and forgive me
If i´m gone before the dawn comes
You are so nice that i can´t be in love with you
You are so nice
You are so nice
You are so nice (yeah)
You are so nice
You are too nice
This aint a love song
This is an intervention
You are addicted to
A nasty kind of poison
You are too nice to notice
But you are too nice to notice
You cant live like this
Always ready to give me back
You are so nice
This aint a love song
This is an intervention
You are addicted to a nasty kind of poison
But you are to nice to notice
Yeah you are to nice to notice
But you are to nice to notice
Yeah you are TO NICE TO NOTICE
This aint a love song
You are just another love fiend
You have to fight back
You aint the weak one
You are not alone
You wont show no mercy this time
Because you are not naïve anymore
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Camina por mi ciudad, intenta encontrar un lugar donde no tenga que escuchar la basura que gritan al pasar y pensar en ti.
Para él no hay nadie más desde que te vio saltar de aquel vagón. Ibas tarareando una canción: "ob-la-di ob-la-da". Él te siguió y te llamó y te invitó a un café
Tu necesitabas algo así en ese momento y el te hizo reir; nada más, nada menos.
Le robaste su pequeño corazón y ahora no sabe qué hacer salvo pensar en ti.
Una noche me lo encontré; caminábamos sin saber a dónde. Yo le dije que no sabía qué sentir y él se rió. Sentados un portal, escondidos de la luna, mirándoos pasar, me contó su bella historia de desamor:
Unas bromas, mil caricias y pronto os ataba un edredón. Tu le contaste tus pesadillas y él te abrió su corazón y miró dentro si para ver qué más podía dar y descubrió que no le quedaba nada. Y a ti te bastó con su amor.
Y a ella le bastó... o eso pensó.
Me contó su bella historia de desamor:
Todos sabían que era cuestión de tiempo. Todos tus amigos sabían que era un error. Nadie os dio ninguna oportunidad. Él no estaba a tu nivel. Es un chico bruto zafio y aburrido y tu eres la más alta princesa. Nunca te mereció y siempre lo supo. Nunca te mereció.
Nunca te mereció.
Nunca te olvidó.
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5. |
Wood (instrumental)
02:58
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Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah...
I´m just walking around
Going nowhere
No place to stay
You are fooling around
I dont know what
You are doing
And if you want to make a trip
Come with me
How? On your feet
Where? I dont know
Because this tune is made for walking
This is not a boot but it´s tied up
And if you want to make a trip
Dance with me
(I´m just walking around
Going nowhere
No place to stay)
(You are fooling around
I dont know what
You are doing)
(I´m just walking around
Going nowhere
No place to stay)
You are fooling around
I dont know what
You are doing
Because this tune is made for walking
this tune is made for walking
And if you want to make a trip
Come with me
(laughs... "groovy")
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7. |
Hey Julie (EXTRA SONG)
02:31
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Working all day for a mean little man
With a clip-on tie and a rub-on tan
He's got me running 'round the office like a dog around a track
But when I get home,
You're always there to rub my back
Hey Julie,
Look what they're doing to me
Trying to trip me up
Trying to wear me down
Julie, I swear, it's so hard to bear it
And I'd never make it through without you around
Hours on the phone making pointless calls
I got a desk full of papers that means nothing at all
Sometimes I catch myself staring into space
Counting down the hours 'til I get to see your face
Hey Julie,
Look what they're doing to me
Trying to trip me up
Trying to wear me down
Julie, I swear, it's so hard to bear it
And I'd never make it through with out you around
No, I'd never make it through with out you around
[Bridge]
How did it come to be
That you and I must be
Far away from each other every day?
Why must I spend my time
Filling up my mind
With facts and figures that never add up anyway?
They never add up anyway
Working all day for a mean little guy
With a bad toupee and a soup-stained tie
He's got me running 'round the office
Like a gerbil on a wheel
He can tell me what to do
But he can't tell me what to feel
Hey Julie,
Look what they're doing to me
Trying to trip me up
Trying to wear me down
Julie, I swear, it's so hard to bear it
And I'd never make it through with out you around
No, I'd never make it through without you around
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