Locos de Atar

We were at our best
When the alarm clock rang
Like a bucket of cold water
The sweet wine of pleasure
Turned sour on your skin
And mine

From nine to two, from four to six
I who was born to be a king
Working for money
And if you take off your sweater
And we come up with another law out of thin air

Tell them you don't plan to sign
Set the clock to the time of the crazy in love

Monday is the worst day
Dancing with a computer the masochist's bolero
Turning one more back
Without a bad kiss to taste

The force of gravity
Will exile us from the sky when you raise the blinds
Because we don't make love
And you throw those clothes out the window

Tell them you don't plan to sign
Set the clock to the time of the crazy in love

Kiss me and
Tell them you don't plan to sign
Set the clock to the time of the crazy in love

Stand your ground and
Tell them you don't plan to sign
Set the clock to the time of the crazy in love

Don't play their game and
Tell them you don't plan to sign
Set the clock to the time of the crazy in love