mansana
RickyEdit
Apple
That dark-haired girl, man, she's got me going crazy
But she's looking at me with that sly little face
Those bright eyes lighting up the spotlights
I swear I focus, but I'm lost in her gaze
I'm gonna shut up, I won't tell you
Everything I would do for free
Stop looking, let me be
'Cause I don't wanna confuse you
(Come on over here)
I was walking through the fair, with nothing in my pocket
Imagining I had a little left
I don't wanna get into it, but what a trip
Lactose intolerant, but not chocolate
With all the noise from the crowd and the constant buzzing
From a friend who's not doing so well either
I suddenly stop and hear a sound at 120
It's the beat of my broken heart
She acts like a gypsy, but she's sweet with me
She knows how to dance sevillanas, knows I'm not her friend
That dark-haired girl, man, she's got me going crazy
But she's looking at me with that sly little face
Those bright eyes lighting up the spotlights
I swear I focus, but I'm lost in her gaze
I'm gonna shut up, I won't tell you
Everything I would do for free
Stop looking, let me be
'Cause I don't wanna confuse you
(Okay, should we practice?)
I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it
I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it
I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it
Thud, thud, thud (thud, thud, thud)
I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it (I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it)
I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it (I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it)
I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it (I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it)
And if I bite your neck, sorry, I got lost (and if I bite your neck, sorry, I got lost)
In the early morning, to the booths with you
Get close, my queen, 'cause I need witnesses
And all this part I'm marking in Andalusian
Where's the accent that shouted from the south?
Girl, don't make a fuss, don't be a pain in the ass
Listen, Amparo, a holy roller on the bus
What a story my buddy's telling me
She smiles a little, the other one makes the sign of the cross
Coming back from her place, she cracks up at my WhatsApp
Dude, after the tunnel, the light always comes
(Ah, ah)
In the early morning, to the booths with you
Get close, my queen, 'cause I need witnesses
She acts like a gypsy, but she's sweet with me
She knows how to dance sevillanas, knows I'm not her friend
That dark-haired girl, man, she's got me going crazy
But she's looking at me with that sly little face
Those bright eyes lighting up the spotlights
I swear I focus, but I'm lost in her gaze
I'm gonna shut up, I won't tell you
Everything I would do for free
Stop looking, let me be
'Cause I don't wanna confuse you
I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it
I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it
I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it
I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it
(So, so) I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it
I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it
I grab an apple, bite it, and toss it
I grab an apple— oh wait, I already ate it