On the first page of our story. The future seemed so bright. Then this thing turned out so evil. I don't know why I'm still surprised.

Patience. Took you for everything. Looked like a diamond ring. You are so much longer. That made sense. Apathy in disguise. Crept on you like a spy.

I can't find the reason to let go. Even though you've found a new love. And she's what your dreams are made of. I can't find a reason to hang on.

What more can I do? There's nothing I haven't tried. Still it's so hard for her to notice. I've tried hard to be straight. There's nothing left I can say.

I'm taking over my body, back in control, no more shotty. I bet a lot of me was lost, 'T's uncrossed and 'I's undotted.

I wake up, with blood-shot eyes. Struggled to memorize. The way it felt between your thighs. Pleasure that made you cry. Feels so good to be bad.

Give me the green light. Give me just one night. I'm ready to go right now. I'm ready to go right now (let's go!). I'm ready to go right now.

Smack, crack, bushwhacked. Tie another one to the racks, baby. Hey kids, rock and roll. Nobody tells you where to go, baby.

If you're looking for trouble. You came to the right place. If you're looking for trouble. Just look right in my face. I was born standing up.

I'm holding on your rope. Got me ten feet off the ground. And I'm hearing what you say, but I just can't make a sound. You tell me that you need me.

[Pitbull]. Me not working hard? Yeah, right. Picture that with a Kodak. Or better yet, go to Times Square. Take a picture of me with a Kodak.

We have fallen. We have fallen again tonight. Where do we go from here. When they're tearing down our lives? When all they want is. When all they want is.

No other love. No other touch. Gimme, gimme, oh so much. Turn me on, turn me on. Won't you please get out of my head?

It's so hard to find you. I'm standing right behind you. The streets are much colder. This mean I'm getting older. Why would you? How could I?

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm. Let me talk to you. Let me talk to you. Let it rain, hmm, hmm, hmm. Let me talk to you. C'mon.

Maluma, baby. J Balvin. Colombia. Esto es pa' ustedes. Ella está solita. Y yo ando solo. Ella dice que sabe quién soy. Pero no la conozco.

Who's in a bunker? Who's in a bunker? Women and children first. And the children first. And the children. I'll laugh until my head comes off.

Toda una vida estaría contigo. No me importa en qué forma. Ni cómo, ni dónde, pero junto a ti. Toda una vida te estaría mimando.

I don't need words. You don't need to say it. Go with the feeling. And I'll do the same, whoa. That's how this works. I put you first.

It would be nice to have a blow job. It would be nice to have a blow job. It would be nice to have a blow job. It would be nice to have a blow job.

Baby! ¿Pa' que me estas llamando? Dime si es verdad que él te trae loca. (¿Y a vos que te importa?).