ES/PR:

Ella ya sabe que me besa y me pone a temblar
Y con su copa de cerveza ponteme a bailar
Ella es ajena y peligrosa como Karol G
Se siente la reina de la disco, reina en VIP
Hace una bulla cuando suena Lawson y BOB
Ella esta ready pa'l party

Y como hacerle entender
Que soy mucho mejor que el
Y que la quiero tener
Escucha mami

Y como hacerle entender
Que ya no soy como ayer
Que le bajo la luna pa' quitarle el panty

Es un hecho (esto es un hecho girl)
Ella tiene to' lo que me encanta
Si no estas a mi lado me muero (no, no ,noo)

Deito (woooah)
E ela veste o seu pijama
Ta querendo deitar comigo (no, no, noo)

Libre como mariposa vuela pa' escapar
Y no sabe con cual de los tres ella se va a quedar
Ella, ella come toda las frutas de los emojis
Jueves conmigo y lunes con Lummel se van al gym
Me conto quel bobo de su novio la engaño en abril
Ahora esta ready para mi

Y no se como hacerte entender
Que soy mucho mejor que el
Y que te quiero tener escucha mami

Y como hacerle entender
Que ya no soy como ayer
Que le bajo la luna pa' quitarle el panty

Es un hecho (esto es un hecho girl)
Ella tiene to' lo que me encanta
Si no estas a mi lado me muero (no, no ,noo)

Deito (woooah)
E ela veste o seu pijama
Ta querendo deitar comigo (no, no, noo)

DNAVAZ
DNAVAZ Y LUMMEL
LUMMEL HERE
SEGUIMOS ROMPIENDO




EN:

She already knows that she kisses me and makes me tremble
And with her glass of beer she makes me dance
She's an outsider and dangerous like Karol G
She feels like the queen of the disco, queen in VIP
She makes a racket when Lawson and BOB play
She's ready to party

And how can I make her understand
That I'm so much better than him
And that I want to have her
Listen mami

And how to make her understand
That I'm not like yesterday
That I'll take down the moon to take off her pantyhose

It's a fact (this is a fact girl)
She's got everything that I love
If she's not by my side I'll die (no, no, noo)

(In Portuguese) I lay (woooah)
And she put on her pajamas
She wants to lay with me (no, no, noo)

Free as a butterfly she flies to escape
She doesn't know which one of the three she'll stay with
She, she, she eats all the fruits of the emojis
Thursday with me and Monday with Lummel they go to the gym
She told me that her goofy boyfriend cheated on her in April
Now she's ready for me

I know how to make you understand
That I'm so much better than him
And that I want you to listen to me mami

And how to make her understand
That I'm not like yesterday
That I'll take down the moon to take off her pantyhose

It's a fact (this is a fact girl)
She's got everything that I love
If you're not by my side I'll die (no, no, noo)

(In Portuguese) I lay (woooah)
And she put on her pajamas
She wants to lay with me (no, no, noo)

DNAVAZ
DNAVAZ AND LUMMEL
LUMMEL HERE
WE KEEP ON BREAKING IT

I JUST DON’T CARE

Music by Sebastijan Duh
Lyrics by John Greaves

THERE IS SOMETHING IN HIS EYES
THAT I SHOULD RECOGNIZE
BE SMART BE COOL BEWARE

EVEN THO I REALIZE
IT’S PROBABLY UNWISE
I JUST DON’T CARE

MY FEET ARE OFF THE GROUND
MY POOR HEAD IS SPINNING AROUND

PLEASE JUST LET ME FANTASIZE
HE’S NOT LIKE OTHER GUYS
IT’S REAL LOVE I HAVE FOUND

LOOKS LIKE THE WRITING’S ON THE WALL
NO USE IN FIGHTING, NONE AT ALL
WHO COULD HAVE THOUGHT THAT I WOULD FALL
SO HELPLESSLY ?

IF YOU’RE THINKING I AM DUMB
TO FALL UNDER HIS THUMB
DUMB MAYBE BUT I’M HAPPY

There’s a place down the street

Where my friends congregate
And when we sit on those bar stools
We’re not alone
10 am the lights are on
Beer’s cold, the whiskey’s strong
And we’re drowning those memories
One by one

You can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
If you’re tryin’ to hang on

To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home

The neon lights are bright
Even tho it’s past midnight
And the band’s packed up and moved on
Stare at the clock on the wall
Bartender says last call
And I start missin’ her most of all

So, you can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
So if you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home
Too many reasons not to go back home

Can you pull the string of my temper
Could you pull the string of my anger I'm good at chasing clouds

You're the best at burning doubts
As if my shoes were linked together
Just feel like an empty folder
But you're the one I need to color my days You're the one but you're on your way
And I know
And for sure
I will fill my days with all I got from you I don't care , you're the one
Don't you wanna live forever
Don't you know we're getting older
I'm good at chasing clouds
You're the best at burning doubts
As if my shoes were linked together
Just feel like an empty folder
But you're the one I need to color my days

You're the one but you're on Your way
And I know
And for sure
I will fill my days with all I got from you I don't care , you're the one