Te acordás de jimbo? Songtext
von Boom Boom Kid
Te acordás de jimbo? Songtext
I need your face in my shoulder
I need your face in my shoulder again
I know you try to be a men
Oh boy don′t try to hurry up no no no
I need your face in my shoulder
I need your face in my shoulder again
Don't you know nature is so wise
Don′t you know sometimes nature is slow
But she always knows me
She always buoy, she always beat me, she always, always oh...
If you have twenty four, sixty one or twenty five years
And I tell again Madurar no es crecer
I need your face in my shoulder
I need your face in my shoulder again
I know you try to be a men
Oh boy don't try to hurry up no no no
I need your face in my shoulder
I need your face in my shoulder again
Don't you know I need you so wise
Don′t you know sometimes I need you so more
But she always knows me
But she always buoy, but she always beat me, she always, always oh...
If you have twenty four, sixty one or twenty old five years
And I tell again madurar no es crecer
And your burning your life going fast like the wind
Trying to be a men, driving fast cars, drinking to other wine, smoke
Madurar no es crecer, no es crecer por suerte
Bah, que importa,
But I need your face in my shoulder again
I need your face in my shoulder again
I know you try to be a men
Oh boy don′t try to hurry up no no no
I need your face in my shoulder
I need your face in my shoulder again
Don't you know nature is so wise
Don′t you know sometimes nature is slow
But she always knows me
She always buoy, she always beat me, she always, always oh...
If you have twenty four, sixty one or twenty five years
And I tell again Madurar no es crecer
I need your face in my shoulder
I need your face in my shoulder again
I know you try to be a men
Oh boy don't try to hurry up no no no
I need your face in my shoulder
I need your face in my shoulder again
Don't you know I need you so wise
Don′t you know sometimes I need you so more
But she always knows me
But she always buoy, but she always beat me, she always, always oh...
If you have twenty four, sixty one or twenty old five years
And I tell again madurar no es crecer
And your burning your life going fast like the wind
Trying to be a men, driving fast cars, drinking to other wine, smoke
Madurar no es crecer, no es crecer por suerte
Bah, que importa,
But I need your face in my shoulder again
Writer(s): Carlos Damian Rodriguez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com