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Seguro que han oído que yo soy educado
Soy un caballerito un chico bien portado
Un joven responsible y siempre bien vestido
Yo no se quien ha mentido

I don't drink or smoke ain't into dope
Won't try no coke, ask me how I do it, I cope
My only addiction has to do with the female species
I eat 'em raw like sushi

No me gustan ternos, mi estilo es moderno
Si me enterno, you me enfermo
Mi apariencia es dura, vivo en la locura
No me vengan con ternuras

So please don't judge a book by its cover
There's more to being a latin lover
You got to know how to deal with a woman
That won't let go
The price you pay for being a gigolo

There's not a woman that can handle
A man like me
That's why I juggle two or three
I ain't one to commit, you can omit that bit
You pop the question that's it
Haber uno, dos, tres, cuatro mujeres
Y la situació allí no muere
No es un delito calmo mi apetito
Con un llanto o un grito

So again don't let my lyrics mislead you
I don't love you but I need you
Would you rather have me lie
Take a piece of your pie and say bye
Or be honest and rub your thighs

Well, it's ten o'clock and I'm two hours late
I never said I was a prompt date
But you kept persisting that I meet your parents
Huh, they're going to love my appearance

Ding dong el timbre suena
Tu madre abre, que vieja mas buena
Le digo ¡Hola! Pero no para bola
Que se ha creido vieja chola

Go and serve the food mom
Que tengo ambre
If you don't hurry, me va a dar un calambre
Y usted señor? Why's your chin on the floor?
Sierra la boca por favor

What's this amor, these little huevos?
Esto sí que yo no pruebo

I'm used to good ol' fashioned
Homestyle Spanish cooking
If i try that I'll be puking
Well it's been a pleasure but we got to go
Regresaremos temprano
Cinco, seis, o siete de la mañana
Su hija esta en buenas manos

 

In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane
Louise, she's all right, she's just near
She's delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna's not here
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place

 

You were my sun
You were my earth
But you didnt know all the ways I loved you, no
So you took a chance
And made other plans
But I bet you didnt think your thing would come crashing down, no

You dont have to say, what you did,
I already know, I found out from him
Now theres just no chance, for you and me, therell never be
And dont it make you sad about it

You told me you loved me
Why did you leave me, all alone
Now you tell me you need me
When you call me, on the phone
Girl I refuse, you must have me confused
With some other guy
Your bridges were burned, and now its your turn
To cry, cry me a river
Cry me a river-er
Cry me a river
Cry me a river-er, yea yea

 

Why they wanna see my spine mommy?
Why they wanna see my spine?
It's gonna hurt again mommy
Much worse than last time
Am i gonna see god, mommy?
Am i gonna die?
It really hurts mommy!
Am i gonna die?

Smile on mighty jesus
Spinal meningitis got me down

I'm feelin' greasy mommy
Please don't let me die
Stinky vaseline mommy!
Please don't let me die
Am i gonna see god, mommy?
Am i gonna die?
It really hurts mommy!
Am i gonna die?

Smile on mighty jesus
Spinal meningitis got me down
Smile on mighty jesus
Spinal meningitis got me down

 

Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight
Gonna grab some afternoon delight
My motto's always been 'when it's right, it's right'
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night?
When everything's a little clearer in the light of day
And we know the night is always gonna be there any way

Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight
Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ingite
And the thought of lovin' you is getting so exciting
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

Started out this morning feeling so polite
I always though a fish could not be caught who wouldn't bite
But you've got some bait a waitin' and I think I might try nibbling
A little afternoon delight
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

Please be waiting for me, baby, when I come around
We could make a lot of lovin' 'for the sun goes down

Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight
Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ingite
And the thought of lovin' you is getting so exciting
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

Afternoon delight!

 

I'm sorry, BYH. But a Starland Vocal Band-jack equals a six-month suspension of your man card, effective immediately.

 

No shit. Hand it over, chief.

 

Videojack!

http://www.youtube.com/p.swf?video_id=ipZDG6__Zfc&eurl=http%3A//www.google.com/search%3Fhl%3Den%26q%3DI%2527m%2BToo%2BSexy&iurl=http%3A//img.youtube.com/vi/ipZDG6__Zfc/2.jpg&t=OEgsToPDskK6wGoACHPDPsS7Uzt33dd4

 

It's irony, folks.

Therefore, I can Starlandjack it!

 

Enjoy:

 

I don't know how to post videos, but I couldn't resist posting this.

I see you had your mind all made up you group of pitiful liars.
Before i woke to face the day, your master plan transpired.
Something told me- this job had more to meet the eye.
My song is not believed? My words somewhat deceiving? Now i'm unwhole.

You've waged a war of nerves but you can't crush the kingdom
Can't be what your idols are. Can't leave the scar.
You cry for compensation. I ask you please just give us...

5 minutes alone

I read your eyes, your mind was made up. you took me for a fool.
You used complexion of my skin for a counter racist tool.
You can't burn me, i've spilled my guts out in the past.
Taken advantage of because you know where i've come [from]. My past.
You've waged a war of nerves but you can't crush the kingdom

Can't be what your idols are. Can't leave the scar.
You cry for compensation. I ask you please just give us...

5 minutes alone

 

I had major problems with that video in '83.

I mean, there's power lines in the background and they're supposed to be in the Middle Ages?

What the fuck? Has society declined so much that Men Without Hats can't be historically accurate?