I have flight miles to go to Pluto
I have a fan club on the Moon
A giant house that I see from a plane
And in the eyes of some fortune
An army of pimps
A photo with Bush
A suite at the Waldorf
And more cars than friends
I feel like not feeling like it
I have a couple of pets who don't know who I am
And while I have
I can't find enough reason to forget about you
Of your little hand saying goodbye to me
That one rainy afternoon in San Juan
With the kisses that I carry with me
That are only yours and I never gave you
For being busy in heaven
I forgot that one lives on the ground better
My Puerto Rican, my Indian, my love
My pending subject
My Puerto Rican, my Indian, my love
My pending subject
I have three offices and a flat in New York
And King Midas works with me
I have several reasons to be right
That there is no worse reason than forgetting
If I contact the child I was
br/>I feel like anchoring
And I feel like running away
To some lost place
I feel like not feeling like it
To buy a ticket back to yesterday
And while I have
I can't find enough reason to forget about you
Of your little hand saying goodbye to me
That rainy afternoon in San Juan
With the kisses that I carry with me
That are only yours and I never gave you
For being busy in heaven
I forgot that life is better on the ground
/>My Puerto Rican, my Indian, my love
My pending subject
My Puerto Rican, my Indian, my love
My pending subject