(Burt Bacharach/Hal David) Let the music play. Just a little longer. Just a little longer. Let me hold him in my arms. A little longer Make the music play. Just a little slower. Just a little
. Vamo' a ser feliz, vamo' a ser feliz. Felices los 4. Te agrandamo' el cuarto. Y si con otro pasas el rato. Vamo' a ser feliz, vamo' a ser feliz. Felices los 4. Yo te acepto el trato. Y lo hacemo' to
She had four white stallions coming around the bend. Four strong angels at her command descend. Four more seasons for all that's broken to mend. . I got four more reasons. Why I can't go back
An empty glass. Another coin in the jukebox. This pain inside. Keeps hurtin' on and on The music starts. A blue-blue song is playin'. You don't need me anymore. Now I'm alone But the guy. Who
Out here in the smokey places. Looking into those empty faces. Short wave says we made the dial. I'm wired for ten million miles Making midnight music. Singing rock and roll songs. Living
Bài hát Seasons Nineteen - Greyson Chance. Stalled in the mid' of my street. I'm needing some clarity. And I carve the radio. To find a song like you, like you. Oh no, I'm not looking back. To
music, get off my couch for. The music. Maybe a thousand or two cents, still hard to forget. See I'm proud as I'm stupid enough to say this. But too proud to be stupid enough to stay. I'm too loud