Letras:
Banda Misti

: Quiero pedirte que vuelvas conmigo que olvides las cosas que han sucedido entre tu y yo ooo no Sin tu precensia me siento perdido me hace falta tu

This is what called losing all My brain distorts the pleasure No facts behind my eyes This pain, I've come to treasure Being down has become my life

I respect your intellect More impressive still Are you sporting skills Do i detect Integrity and self-respect? Cool Now lose the dress, keep the shoes

Tried to get it right Tried to get it right But I made the same mistake I made the same mistake Tried to get it right Tried to get it right But I made

down on them eighty eight's Come on and play us something hot and let this eighteen Wheeler roll my blues away Hey Mister DJ, hey Mister DJ Hey Mister DJ, hey Mister

Does everybody know that im to blame None of you friend up in Fort Worth even know my name But even if I tried, well if i tried to be true If I'd walk

I told you once and I told you twice And I ain't gonna tell you no more You don't do nothin' that I tell you You say it's time for me to go I finally

Well I told you once and I told you twice And I ain't gonna tell you no more You don't do nothin' that I tell you And now you're tellin' me to walk out

Chi ti conosce non ti conosce Soltanto a volte ti riconosce Jimmy lo so che eri un giovane allegro Frate e un po? che non ti vedo E non nego che senza