I love your lips And I love your legs I love your eyes Baby, you got style I love your clothes And I love your smile I love you, I love you, I love you
I love your lips And I love your legs I love your eyes Baby, you got style I love your clothes And I love your smile I love you, I love you, I love
Fordítás: Mano Negra. Love \u0026amp; gyűlölet.
You are all the same You're so polite You can't explain And me, I'm getting sick I'm sick of it I call it quits Because really, falling down is easy