A keresés eredménye

Estadio Azteca

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Holding onto
your empty bottle,
the one that always, had a taste of nothing.
Squeezing my fingers, holding it, giving it my life,
to that avalanche-stopper
When I was a kid
and I met the Estadio Azteca,
I froze up, it overwhelmed me to see the giant,
when I was older that happened to me again,
but I was already frozen long ago...
It's said that there is
It's said that there is,
a world of temptations,
there's also candies
in shape of hearts...
It's said that there is,
bad, good,
It's said that there is kind of.
It's said that there is something to have
that not many of us have,
that not many of us have...
Holding onto,
your empty bottle,
that one that always, had a taste of nothing.
 

Sexy and Paunchy

I’m sexy and paunchy, a scarce set of virtues
I’m what the world wants or what it may be, I’m sexy and paunchy.
I’m a good combination of Homer Simpson and Rolling Stone,
I take advantage of confusion, ‘cause I know I’m sexy and paunchy.
I regard disregard and compassion, I don’t always let things out,
Inside every, every candy today, there’s a paper and it’s written:
Sexy and paunchy.
 
I owe you the washboard, I’m an old-fashioned type of man
But I know that I can make you happy,
Even being so ugly, but sexy and paunchy.
I regard disregard and compassion, I don’t always let things out,
I’m inside every, every candy, there’s a role and it’s written:
Sexy and paunchy.
 
Everyone has their nail, and everyone has their cross,
Everyone has their evil side, everyone has a side.
Sexy and paunchy.
I have d’Artagnan’s musket,
And a house with ten pine trees in Saigon,
I show off in class, a boorish type
I’m all-out sexy and paunchy.
 
Everyone has their nail, and everyone has their cross,
Everyone has their evil side, everyone has a side.
A sexy side, sexy and paunchy.
Paunchy but sexy, paunchy but sexy.