Letras:
La Panadera

: fue gracias a un antojo que la conoci fue gracias a un antojo que la conoci en una panaderia fue donde la vi en una panaderia fue donde la vi ayyyyy

: Me gusta comer con las manos, tambien cocinar para ti bestida con tus pantalones y la camiseta con la que dormir, me gusta sonar con mis planes, me

: I wish you would have smiled in the bakery or sat on a tatty settee at some mutual friend's gathering and the more you keep on looking the more it'

There's wheat in the field And water in the stream And salt in the mine And an aching in me I can no longer stand and wonder 'Cos I'm driven by this

Sgt. Baker is my name I'm gonna teach you how to play the game of warfare Suddenly it appears to me You got a bit much dignity For your own good, boy

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one! Five! Five! Five! Five! Let's sing

With your father's blood on your lap and your young hands at the wheel, You drove your father to safety after he made such a messy mistake And your mother

I'm So Fresh I Got The Keys To The Bakery I'm So Fresh I Got The Keys To The Bakery I'm So Fresh To Death! I'm So Fresh To Death! I'm Always Fresh To

Solo per salutare facevo, facevo cosi fatica, solo per arrivare vicino al treno facevo cosi fatica, solo per rinunciare alla mia giovinezza ho fatto tanta