I got the sunlight at midnight and the number after the infinite, and install the Big Dipper in your tiara
And you were still there as if nothing; Endulcé sea water for your thirst, I rented one quarter of the waning moon
And I looked like a good loser in bed The things that love is not solved.
And how hurt you are so far away And it hurts you so much it hurts How far away, Though you hear breathing
And you're hundreds of miles
duele quererte therefore pretend that everything is perfect While it hurts to spend their lives trying to locate
What was lost long ago ... I ended up with flowers for your gardens, invented alchemy against Utopia
And I have come to confuse with tenderness, with pity for me that sometimes, sad to assume that suffering,
pathetic is the belief that a falsehood to call the goblins of the miracle, that makes you wake up in love. ♥.♥

¡!

THE DISCO IN YOUR HEART

D.J., put a record on
I wanna dance with my baby

Do you like to boogie-woogie
Do you like to boogie-woogie
Do you like to boogie-woogie
Do you like my Acid Rock

Hey Mister D.J. put a record on
I wanna dance with my baby
And when the music starts
I never wanna stop
It's gonna drive me crazy

Music

Chorus:

Music makes the people come together [never gonna stop]
Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebel [never gonna stop]

Don't think of yesterday and I don't look at the clock
I like to boogie-woogie, uh, uh
It's like ridin' on the wind
And it never goes away
Touches everything I'm in
Got to have it every day

(chorus)

Hey Mister D.J.

Do you like to boogie-woogie
Do you like to boogie-woogie
Do you like to boogie-woogie
Do you like my Acid Rock

Hey Mister D.J. put a record on
I wanna dance with my baby
And when the music starts
I never wanna stop
It's gonna drive me crazy

Uh, uh, uh

TU SABES QUE TENGO QUE BRILLAR

If you aint got no money take yo’broke ass home
You say: If you aint got no money take yo’broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S,yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
B-Section:we flying the first class
Up in the sky
Poppin’ champagne
Livin’ the life
In the fast lane
And I wont change
For the glamorous,oh the flossy flossy
*chorus*: the glamorous,
the glamorous,glamorous(the glamorous life)
For the glamorous,oh the flossy flossy
Verse1:wear them gold and diamonds rings
All them things dont mean a thing
Chaperons and limousines
Shopping for expensive things
I be on the moovie screens
Magazines and boogie scenes
Im not clean,Im not pristine
Im n queen,Im no machine
I still go to Taco Bell
Drivethrough ,raw as Hell
I dont care,Im still real
No matter how many records I seel
After the show or after the grammys
I like to go cool out with the family
Sippin’,reminscing on days when I had a Mustang
And now I’m in...B-section then *chorus*
Ludacris:Im talking Champagne wishes,caviar dreams
You deserve nothing but all the finer things
Now this whole world has no clue to do with us
I’ve got enough money in the bank for the two of us
Brother gotta keep enough lettuce
To support your shoe fetish
Lifestyles so rich and famous
Robin Leach will get jelous
Half a million for the stones
Takin trips from here to Rome
So If you aint got no money take yo’broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S,yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
B-section plus *chorus* x2
Verse3:I got problems up to here
I’ve got people in my ear
Telling me these crazy things
That I dont want to know(fuck y’all)
I’ve got money in the bank
And I’d really like to thank
All the fans,I’d like to thank
Thank you really though
Cuz i remember yesterday
When I dreamt about the days
When I’d rock on MTV,that be really dope
Damn,It’s been a long road
And the industry is cold
I’m glad my daddy tell me so,he let his daugther know