Besa me, besa me mucho
Each time I cling to your
Goodbye you drama queens,
And mama's boys
You dirty fiends
And filthy whores
Whe
Well I heard of jealous guys
But this one takes the
I've got myself to blame
I've got my weary bones
I've got
Well you didn't have to come
If you want me here
Well give me some room
From those who don't have a
Ow
Well my heart in my chest will beat for you
With
Oooh
Young girls are stupid and they're cruel
But what am I
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