Baixar Mais Tocadas: Mambo

This ain’t for the quarterback / who lives upstairs in our house / an’ this ain’t for the princess / who’s sleepin’ down the hall!

No, no, no no me trates así / La libertad caballero, no me la quites a mí / (No, no, no no me trates así) / Pero que mira pero mira pero mira que también yo soy humano

Long ago and so far away, / I fell in love with you before the second show. / And your guitar just sounds so sweet and clear, / but you’re not really here.

Este amor tan fatal / Que atenaza mi mente / Esta fiebre de ti / Estas ansias vehementes

Don’t ask me why / you feel the need to cry. / Stop. We don’t need your sad, sad eyes. / I’ve been up, I’ve been down,

She is the appetite my appetite for loveand I know that she is comin’that she is comin’ from aboveeverytime I see her I just can’t get enoughshe is cute she is prettyand sometimes she is toughChorus:She is my beautyshe is my beauty on the tv-screen- yeah she is!and when you see heryou would know what I really meanYes she got legs that reach the skiesand she has eyes that are open wideso please could you jump out that damn tvand put those little arms all around methere is nothin’ yeah there is nothin’like that little buttplanned out designed and coproduced by Godyeah when I see youI just can’t get enough’cause she is cute and prettyand sometimes she is toughChorusShe will never disappoint meshe will never make me cryshe will never ever play mebut her lovin’ lets me dieshe will never disappoint meshe will never make me cryshe will never ever play mebut her lovin’ lets me dieChorus

I’m the Scatman! / And I’m the Hatman! / Shorty I’m not stoppin’, on a worldwide tour / Now everybody scatting, mix it up to the sound of the mambo

Many men with lofty aims strive for lofty goals. / Others play at smaller games, being simpler souls. / I am of the latter brand. All I want to do / Is to find a spot of land and live there with you.

Deep in the dark jungles of Africa / There is a goddess the natives call Bet-I-Cha / Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha / (Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha)

You gotta do you gotta do it gotta do it all alone / No one else will do it for you you’re on your own / Do it / It may be love or war or mopping up the floor but just do it