What's wrong with you pumpkin
Every time I look at you
I only look at your navel
Well, your eyes are liars
I know them well
Now I don't want to look at them
You didn't give me
What I always did
I knew you could
You lied, how sad
I don't want this one anymore
I didn't even hear Ârte speak
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
I don't know anymore What's wrong with you
Lion who hasn't come home
What's wrong with you, Mufasa
Don't think you're the king
If you're not fit to govern
A This lady
Who spends her time in bed
A maid calls me
You don't realize that I need to walk
And I sing you this song ³
And I do it with reason
Because I don't find compassion
For this humble heart
And it says
And I can follow you to Mars
But I have until Tuesday
To come and fall in love
In a very fine way
And I swear to you that I will give you an eight
As long as you are not Pinocchio
br/>You bring me a very deep story
If you want to win me again
It's going to cost you
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la , the
The, the, the, the
The, the, the, the, the, the
The, the, the, the
The, the, the, the, the
La, la, la, la, la
I don't know what I need
An aspirin, a medicine, a kiss
Tiny, soft
Sincere, good well
To heal me again
You do nothing
To make me feel like a fairy
Loved, excited
And I'm still here kneeling
Without power walk
And I sing this song to you
And I do it with reason
Because I don't find compassion
For this humble heart
And he says
And I can follow you to Mars
But I have until Tuesday
To come and fall in love
In a very fine way
And I swear that I'll give you an eight
As long as you're not Pinocchio
You bring me a deep story
If you want to win me back
I have no money or anything to give
Just yes © I love you with lemon and salt
I am as sweet as a bee to the honeycomb
I have bare feet to walk with
Give me another tequila, Ave María
Passà ©me the bottle
That the glass broke
Turn around, it's not worth it
I was not born to love
I will not fall in love again
And I can follow you to Mars
But I have until Tuesday
To come and fall in love
In a very fine way
And I swear that I will make you an eight
As long as you're not Pinocchio
You bring me a very deep story
If you want to win me again
It's going to cost you
La, la, la, la, la
You're going to miss me
La, la, la, la, la
You'll regret it
La, la, la, la, la
I You are going to look for
La, la, la, la, la
You will not find me
La, la, la, la, la
And I will cry s
La, La, La, La, La
You will whip me
La, la, la, la, la
You will go crazy
La, la, la, la, la
I'm going to forget you

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