Yo te miro, me miras
Finges que no
Pero miras, oh, yeah
I see you attempting to be someone
That you don’t wanna be, yeah
Si no arriesgas nada, te vas a aburrir
Curiosear un poco te va a divertir
Dame ya la llave que me deje abrir
Tus deseos, tus deseos
And if you wanna love me
Just come here
Y al oído, ven, dímelo, oh
Don’t be afraid of my love
Love is love
Y al oído, ven, dímelo
Ven, dímelo, uh, oh, oh, oh, oh
What’s the point in acting like the people that we’ve been before?
I can feel you holding on to pieces of the veil you wore
Yo puedo ser tu Johnny o tu Sasha
Wherever and whenever all night long eso no falla
¿Tú quiere contra la muralla?
So let me be the lighter of this love and make it fire, ah
¿No quisieras arriesgarte?
Sabrocito pruébame
Ven acércate, un poquito
Quiéreme, ámame
Dame ya la llave que me deje abrir
Tus deseos, tus deseos
And if you wanna love me
Just come here
Y al oído, ven, dímelo, oh
Don’t be afraid of my love
Love is love
Y al oído, ven, dímelo
Ven, dímelo, uh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ven, dímelo
Ven, dímelo
Y si me quieres amar, ven acá
Y al oído, ven, dímelo, ven, dímelo
And if you wanna love me
Just come here
Y al oído, ven, dímelo, ven, dímelo, oh
Don’t be afraid of my love
Love is love
Y al oído, ven, dímelo, ven, dímelo
Ven, dímelo, uh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Other lyrics by Rebecca Black:
American Doll
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Anyway
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Better In My Memory
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Blue
We’ve been here before Re-opened up the door With high expectations I think that we both know There’s gonna be a storm An avalanche waiting Tried to pretend …
Closer
(Closer than) I’ve got a habit Of giving too much Or too little There’s no in-between With me, you know I’m impulsively jealous I’m in high school …