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<font size="6" face="Arial, Helvetica"><strong>She likes my eyes</strong></font><br><br>

alright, I’m gonna tell U a little history that happened to me recently<br>
I had this girl… Gladys! … and we’ve being hanging around for a little while<br>
But just as friend U know<br>
But all of a sudden she starts telling me some funny things like, <br>
This girl is talking about you, this other says that you’re so cool,<br> 
Maria says you have beautiful eyes and Gladys says that she agree<br>
And then she said that her heart is going like Boom Boom every time she see me<br>
And I start thinking to my self… nh nh! A lo major Ella no lo sabe <br>
Maybe she don’t know but this sounds like love<br><br>

She like  my eyes<br>
The way I smile<br>
She say I’m cute<br>
She say I’m fine<br><br>

The way I smell<br>
That’s what she like’s<br>
She wants my love<br>
She want my heart<br><br>

oh oh oh…	Yo creo mami que tu no conce’l amor!<br>
oh oh oh…	Con tanto tiempo juntos y no me di cuenta por dios!<br>
oh oh oh…	A ella le gusta mi sonrisa, mi pelo, mi olor!<br>
oh oh oh…	That girl, just wan my Soul!<br><br>

Elements bout ta get’cha open<br>
on something that’chu probably didn’t notice, now… <br>
open up ya eyez, love. Tell me what’cha see<br>
when u look @ him compared ta when u look @ me<br><br>

u like hiz eyez, u like tha way he smile<br>
u thinkin that he’z cute… u likin hiz style<br>
put it all 2gether that’s tha symptomz of love<br>
listen 2ya heart & what it doez<br><br>

She would be mine<br>
‘Cause I’m the one<br>
She love’s my hair<br>
She like my style<br><br>

The way I move<br>
She says she like’s<br>
She like my face<br>
She like my eyes<br>

oh oh oh…	Yo creo mami que tu no conce’l amor!<br>
oh oh oh…	U betta let’cha heart do what it doez<br>
oh oh oh…	Con tanto tiempo juntos y no me di cuenta por dios!<br>
oh oh oh…	That girl I think she’z in love<br>
oh oh oh…	A ella le gusta mi sonrisa, mi pelo, mi olor!<br>
oh oh oh…	Love iz in the air but she juss cant c it<br>
oh oh oh…	Ella me acusa que yo le robe el Corazón!<br>
oh oh oh…	LABANA ‘sta’qui pa’ ti mi amor!<br><br>

Y na!, ya tu sabe’, después se formó lo que se formó!<br>
Besito pa’qui, besito pa’lla, porque por si tu no me conoces <br>
Yo la formo, o to’ o na’ no me conformo<br>
Soy lo Malo, Soy LABANA, Soy el Colmo<br>
El Zángano de la colmena, miel de abeja, así me llaman las nenas<br>
Doy fuego, soy candela y cuando una se enamora huy huy huy que pena!<br>


oh oh oh…	Ella me acusa que yo le robe el Corazón!<br>
oh oh oh…	U betta let’cha heart do what it doez<br>
oh oh oh…	Y yo no tengo la culpita, la culpona ni el culpón!<br>
oh oh oh…	LABANA ‘sta’qui pa’ ti mi amor!<br>
oh oh oh…	Baya me voy pa’l monte!<br>
oh oh oh… 	Y na’e Guayaba!<br>
oh oh oh…	A tumbar Mango!<br>
oh oh oh…	Con mi hembra!<br><br>

Se Acabó!


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