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Unos, dos, tres, catorce Lights go down, it's dark The jungle is your head Can't rule your heart A feeling so much stron-ger Than a thought Your eyes are wide And though your soul It can't be bought Your mind can wander Hello, hello (Hola!) I'm at a place called Vertigo (Dnde est?) It's everything I wish I didn't know Except you give me something I can feel, feel
The night is full of holes As bullets rip the sky Of ink with gold They twinkle as the Boys play rock and roll They know that they can't dance At least they know... I can't stand the beats I'm asking for the cheque The girl with crimson nails Has Jesus around her neck Swinging to the music Swinging to the music Hello, hello (Hola!) I'm at a place called Vertigo (Dnde est?) It's everything I wish I didn't know But you give me something I can feel, feel
All of this, all of this can be yours All of this, all of this can be yours All of this, all of this can be yours Just give me what I want and no one gets hurt Hello, hello (Hola!) We're at a place called Vertigo (Dnde est?) Lights go down, and all I know Is that you give me something I can feel your love teaching me how Your love is teaching me how, how to kneel, kneel Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, (yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, (yeah)
