Working seven to eleven every night,
It really makes my life a drag,
I don't think that's right.
I've really, really been the best of fools,
I did what I could,
'cause I love you, baby,
How I love you, darling,
How I love you, baby,
How I love you, girl, little girl.
But baby, since I've been loving you, yeah,
I'm about to lose my worried mind, oh, yeah.
Cómo te voy a extrañar estos días.
martes, 2 de septiembre de 2008
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