
You bounce so fine
You bounce so high
You left me here too blue to die
When an artist dies he or she gets to pick one song to be remembered by for ever. Instantly, this song will become the Number One Song all over in Heaven.
Boy, if I were a duck I'd quack!
Or if I were a goose I'd be cooked!
Ask me how do I feel, ask me now that we're fondly caressing
Well, if I were a salad I know I'd be splashing my dressing
Weather man on the radio
Threatens rain maybe snow
He just forecasts he don't know
I need blue skies
I've got to go
I'm not a cowboy
I've never been shot
A story 'bout a pal of mine
Who worked down near the Georgia line
AS D.J. in a little country station
Everybody loved him dear
'Cause he played what they liked to hear
I'll be so alone
Without you
Maybe
You'll be lonesome, too
Maybe
You'll be lonesome too
And blue
See you later alligator
After 'while crocodile
Can't you see you're in my way now
Don't you know you cramp my style
If this is the way it's going to be
Then I am so sure
That life is lost
It's only thrill and it's tomorrow
My car’s right outside, we can leave right now...
Mmm, mmm
Come on, baby
No, no, Not tonight, no
You see it’s not far from here
I believe you
Would you just take a minute and think about it
I’m thinkin’ about it, but I really have to say no
You’re sittin’ here, you’ve been sittin’ here for quite a long time
Yeah, I’m slightly bored, I hate bein’ bored
See, I’ve been watchin’ you
I’ve been doin’ the same thing
Girl, I’ve had my eyes on you
I’ve been checkin’ you out for all night long
You look so nice and you look so sweet
Mmm, hmm, oh thank you, that was lovely
You look like you oughta be with me
Yeah, but what are you gonna do with me, that’s the problem
Mmm, oh well... You said your car is right outside, right in front...
And you’re gonna bring me home after...
Are you gonna pay for my drink?
Some like a bop-type refrain
I'm sure that if I heard only one riff
That would bore me terrifically too
Yet I get a kick out of you
These kids know how to do the hustle
And if you pay close attention
You might pick up a new twist you can trow in
Next time you do your routine on the dancefloor
Sonríes como un ángel
Besas como un ángel
Y besas como un ángel
Y eres demonio con un disfraz
You could lean your head down
And rest it on my knee
You could tell me a story
That doesn't end this way