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Pasión de Gavilanes
Look at You
Look at you (look at you)
Even if I love you
And adore and worship you
I would leave you, you piece of shit
Because you're
A troublemaker, fake, idiot, womanizer
Partier and player
But I'm (but I'm)
Very confused
Because you're my star
My treasure, you piece of shit
And I love you, and adore you
Even though you're
A troublemaker, fake, idiot, womanizer
Partier and player
And you know that my life
Would be unhappy
Without your kisses, without your hands
And your eyes, sweetheart
And you know that my life
Would be unhappy
Without your kisses, without your hands
And your eyes, sweetheart
Look at you
Even if I love you
And adore and worship you
I would leave you, you piece of shit
Because you're
A troublemaker, fake, idiot, womanizer
Partier and player
And you know that my life
Would be unhappy
Without your kisses, without your hands
And your eyes, sweetheart
You know that I forgive you
I give myself unconditionally
Even though in my soul (even though in my soul)
There are no doubts (there are no doubts)
That you're the worst kind of dog
That you're the worst kind of dog
That you're a dog, the worst
(Shh, shh, boo)
