miércoles, 6 de enero de 2010

Men in this town

Is there a prince in this fable
For a small town girl like me?
The good ones are gone or not able…
and Matt Damon’s not meant for me
Damon’s not meant for me
I got to say
California
Is a place that I respect
Come on LA, take advantage
Give me a night that I won’t forget
I went to look
From the Sky Bar to the Standard, nothing took
These boys don’t care
Got a handful with their projects and with their looks
Where are all the men in this town?
And what’s a girl supposed to do?
Did they all run off when they knew
That I was coming round, coming round?
Where are all the men in this town?
And what’s a girl supposed to do?
Did they all run off when they knew
That I was coming round, coming round?
Fresh
I’m so fresh, I’m so clean
Got the lips and got the skin
Got the skin got that thing
I’m so fresh and I’m so…
Is there a prince in this fable
For a small town girl like me?
The good ones are gone or not able…
and Matt Damon’s not meant for me
I never dreamed that I’d come here to become the next Jolie
But I sure know there’s someone,
around somewhere who’s meant to be
Where are all the men in this town?
And what’s a girl supposed to do?
Did they all run off when they knew
That I was coming round, coming round?
Where are all the men in this town?
And what’s a girl supposed to do?
Did they all run off when they knew
That I was coming round, coming round?
Fresh
I’m so fresh, I’m so clean
Got the lips and got the skin
Got the skin got that thing
I’m so fresh and I’m so…
Fresh
I’m so fresh, I’m so clean
Got the lips and got the skin
Got the skin got that thing
I’m so fresh and I’m so…
So they say
It’s a suicide, waiting, others say
It’s a suicide, waiting, yo no se
It’s a suicide, waiting, another day
It’s a suicide, waiting
So decide, it’s a suicide waiting, all this time
It’s a suicide, waiting, donde estás?
It’s a suicide, waiting, so decide
It’s a suicide, waiting

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