El tiempo pasa y tu no estas
Quizas un dia regresaras a mi lado
Las noches son una etenidad
Ya nada ha sido igual
Y todo que era tan lindo y bonito
Sin ti ya no tiene valor

Yo te sigo queriendo, amando
A?orando tu amor
Porque todo esta frio, tan vacio
Sin ti
Yo te sigo extra?ando, llorando
Esperando verte aqui
Y ya nada me importa
Solo quiero tenerte aqui

Aunque me dicen que otro vendra
Nadie podra reemplazarte
A ti en mis brazos
Y en esta partida que se que perdi
Y hoy me rindo a ti
Y aunque me cueste mi orgullo
Te voy a rogar que regreses a mi

Yo te sigo queriendo, amando…

Yo te sigo extra?ando, llorando…

Yo te sigo queriendo, amando…

Chorus:
Yip yip yip yip yip yip yip uh-huh! uh-huh!
Yip yip yip yip yip yip yip uh-huh! uh-huh!

Verse:
Yip yip you
yip yip me
yip yip baby
yip yip family!

Chorus:
yip yip yip yip yip yip yip uh-huh! uh-huh!
yip yip yip yip yip yip yip uh-huh! uh-huh!

Repeat verse

Repeat chorus ’til fade-out.

(Mark Spiro/Andrew Gold)

Hey pretty boy whatcha pullin’ on me
Ya think you got it all wrapped up
Lyin’ in the shade of the sycamore tree
Sorry, but it just ain’t enough
You gotta do better than talk the big talk
Or an occasional courtesy call
I ain’t seen roses and I ain’t seen a thing
Of what love’s got to do with it all

If you wanna steal a kiss
Then you’ve gotta steal a piece of my heart
You’re a pretty little boy, but a fumblin’ fool
If you’re goin’ for a tumble in the dark

My oh my have you got a lot to learn
You’ve got to wrap me up in romance
Before you crash and burn
And if you never call me to blow my heart away
Yippy ky yay
(Yippy yippy yippy yippy yippy ky yay
Yippy yippy yippy ky yo
You wanna dance to the rhythm of a country girl
Boy you got a long way to go)

Would it hurt so much to open my door
Or send me a flower or two
‘Cause I believe in love like the good book says
Not the gospel according to you
You can’t two-step around step number one
And then skip down to three and four
You can’t touch me with a ten-foot pole
‘Til you back off a little bit more

If you wanna steal a kiss
Then you’ve gotta steal a piece of my heart
You’re a pretty little boy, but a fumblin’ fool
If you’re goin’ for a tumble in the dark

My oh my have you got a lot to learn
You’ve got to wrap me up in romance
Before you crash and burn
And if you never call me to blow my heart away
Yippy ky yay
(Yippy yippy yippy yippy yippy ky yay
Yippy yippy yippy ky yo
You wanna dance to the rhythm of a country girl
Boy you got a long way to go)

I know what you want
And there are times I want it too
But I’m lookin’ for a gentleman
Who knows just what to do
And I can take the boots and jeans
And even your beat-up Cadillac
But when it comes to what a woman needs
You ain’t no Cary Grant

Hey, hey, oh

My oh my have you got a lot to learn
You’ve got to wrap me up in romance
Before you crash and burn
And if you never call me to blow my heart away
Yippy ky yay
(Yippy yippy yippy yippy yippy ky yay
Yippy yippy yippy ky yo
You wanna dance to the rhythm of a country girl
Boy you got a long way to go)

Yippy ky yay
(Yippy yippy yippy yippy yippy ky yay
Yippy yippy yippy ky yo
You wanna dance to the rhythm of a country girl
Boy you got a long way to go)

Yippy ky yay

Young man, there’s no need to feel down.
I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground.
I said, young man, ’cause you’re in a new town
There’s no need to be unhappy.

Young man, there’s a place you can go.
I said, young man, when you’re short on your dough.
You can stay there, and I’m sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time.

It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

They have everything for you men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys …

It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

You can get yourself cleaned, you can have a good meal,
You can do whatever you feel …

Young man, are you listening to me?
I said, young man, what do you want to be?
I said, young man, you can make real your dreams.
But you got to know this one thing!

No man does it all by himself.
I said, young man, put your pride on the shelf,
And just go there, to the y.m.c.a.
I’m sure they can help you today.

It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

They have everything for you men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys …

It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

You can get yourself cleaned, you can have a good meal,
You can do whatever you feel …

Young man, I was once in your shoes.
I said, I was down and out with the blues.
I felt no man cared if I were alive.
I felt the whole world was so tight …

That’s when someone came up to me,
And said, young man, take a walk up the street.
There’s a place there called the y.m.c.a.
They can start you back on your way.

It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

They have everything for you men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys …

Y-m-c-a … you’ll find it at the y-m-c-a.

Young man, young man, there’s no need to feel down.
Young man, young man, get yourself off the ground.

Y-m-c-a … you’ll find it at the y-m-c-a.

Young man, young man, there’s no need to feel down.
Young man, young man, get yourself off the ground.

Y-m-c-a … just go to the y-m-c-a.

Young man, young man, are you listening to me?
Young man, young man, what do you wanna be?

Looking back on life is such a retrospective thing
Hoping for some nice advice that only you could bring
But you came as in a storm when the woolly dreams were shorn off my back
Suffer cold reality’s sting

All my life that I remember was a drag
Even though it wasn’t so good it was all that I’d had
Now I’ve seen it slip away and tomorrow’s just another day
To find relief from feeling sad

Yesterday’s not here no more
It’s gone for good and I’m glad ‘cos it made me sore
All the things that might have been
Are seen by me as regrets that my memory stores

All my life that I remember was a drag
Even though it wasn’t so good it was all that I’d had
Now I’ve seen it slip away and tomorrow’s just another day
To find relief from feeling sad

Yesterday’s not here no more
It’s gone for good and I’m glad ‘cos it made me sore
All the things that might have been
Are seen by me as regrets that my memory stores

But from all my time the things I have seen
Have I seen you or have I been
A mirror of what you wanted to be
Just almost like you were to me
To me, to me, to me

Yesterday’s not here no more
It’s gone for good and I’m glad ‘cos it made me sore
All the things that might have been
Are seen by me as regrets that my memory stores

Yesterday’s not here no more
Oh yesterday’s not here no more
Oh yesterday’s not here no more
Oh yesterday’s not here no more
Oh yesterday’s not here no more

Who wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world

After this time I finally learned
After the pain and hurt
After all this what have I achieved
I’ve realized it’s time to leave

Cause
Cho wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world

Living a life of constant change
Every day means the turn of a page
Yesterdays papers are such bad news
Same thing applies to me and you

Who wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world

Seems very hard to have just one girl
When there’s a million in the world
All of these people just can’t wait
To fall right into their big mistake

Who wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world

(Toby Keith/Scotty Emerick)

Someboyd told you that my broken heart started mending
I’m getting by, but the truth is that I’m still standing
Knee deep in yesterday’s rain

Well I ain’t high and dry, I ain’t got a big boat
But I got a new umbrella and an overcoat
And if the good Lord’s willing and the sun breaks through
That’ll be one more day that I made it without you
That I made it without you

I don’t care what the future holds
And don’t care about what you’ve been told
Don’t want to hear what the weatherman has to say
‘Cause I’m standing knee deep in yesterday’s rain

All those fools go rushing, they don’t hesitate
And the lonely go looking where the losers wait
And I’m thinking, somewhere in the middle there’s a love that’s true
But I ain’t found one yet, and I ain’t got you
No I ain’t got you baby

I don’t care what the future holds
And don’t care about what you’ve been told
Don’t want to hear what the weatherman has to say
‘Cause I’m standing knee deep in yesterday’s rain
Yesterday’s rain, yesterday’s rain, yesterday’s rain

Somebody told you that my broken heart started mending

Burning up the phone until there’s nothing left to say
So I lay here and just listen to your breathe
Girl you know it’s only been a week since our first date
Back when you were just a stranger to me
I’ve never let another in so soon
I’ve never been caught talking to the man in the moon

Chorus:
And yet, this is further than I’ve ever been
You know me much too well
Funny, it don’t feel like we just met
It didn’t take much time
Forever’s more than crossed my mind
And we haven’t even said “I love you” yet

Where did I surrender, can you tell me how and when
I’m the one who’s always in control
Leading with my heart like there is nothing to defend
As I lay it all out on the line, body and soul
I’ve never let another in so soon
I’ve never been caught talking to the man in the moon

Repeat Chorus

No we haven’t even said “I love you” yet

I love your world
Where the winners might be sweet all around
Tell me your life.
Tell me what you’ll be afraid of this night

If you wanna take a look around
Please don’t hit a man who understands
As the story goes you are the one
Run away in other place
In the night you’re looking for to meet
And checking the man to get in fit
Just the story goes you are the one
Run away in other place

Yeti, yeti, yeti, yeti
Yeti, looking a horrid man.
Yeti, living in other land

I want your soul and I really like to seem to your heart
I feel with you and I know that you are living apart
If you wanna take a look around…

[Chorus 1]
Get to the floor, aint no time run
Ying Yang in this thang, let me ya twurk sum’ – (repeat 2X)

[Chorus 2]
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang) – (repeat 4X)

[Chorus 3]
Pop that pussy like you suppose to to
Shack that ass like it – that’s for Lou
Like 2 Pac all eyes on you
Make a nigga horny like 2 Live Crew

[Verse 1]
Hoes get crunk for cheese, damn skippy
Like the bar kays and pay the little whippy
In they jazzy T’s, bitches on they knees
Tryna make a nigga pay they ass to see a breeze
Hoes get crunk, for sho, for Gino
Steal from the strill, these bitches is on the pole
One on tope, but one down low
Ask them hoes if bout to to take it to the floor, HA

[Verse 2]
This one for the playas, this one for the g’s
This one for the thugs that ride them gold d’s
X’s and O’s, wanna fuck these hoes
Talkin bout they closed, you know how it goes
Hit the club just to see ya little ass
Every nigga in the club got cash
Smokin weed, sippin hin, gettin drunk
Pop that pussy and getta nigga crunk

[Chorus 4]
I say them niggas wanna hate, it’s all in the game
We gon make them pop that pussy, Ying Yang in this thang – (repeat 2X)

[Chorus 2] – repeat 4X

[Chorus 3] – repeat 1X

[Verse 4]
You knew it all along, my pussy was hot
Everytime you licked the cat, it was like a fuckin hot
Now I cant getcha to leave me alone,
small dick ass nigga, take yo ass home
I thought you could fuck, but I had no luck
Stupid ass nigga, you just fucked my day up
The way to make it better, all good and fat
get down on yo knees, and lick the cat
Spend some spend some (Come here)
Spend some spend some (Come here)
Hoodrats in this thang (Come here)
Hoodrats in this thang (Come here)
Hoodrats in this thang (Come here)
Hoodrats in this thang (Come here)

[Chorus 4] – repeat 2X

[Chorus 2] – repeat 4X

[Chorus 3] – repeat 1X

[Verse 5]
Lets keep it real, lets keep it real, now heres the deal
Some hoes be pussy poppin for a fuckin happy meal
They phony, they direspect, they get neglect
They all up on the stage, it the mitch match sets
White top, pink drawers on, what in the fuck did they call you
Need ta go to the drawin board, you dont get the free award
What we like, juicy booty bitches, with the fat friends
Fake hoes get off the stage, and let the real hoes represent

Twurk sum, twurk sum (Come out)
Twurk sum, twurk sum (Come out)
Twurk sum, twurk sum (Come out)
Twurk sum, twurk sum (Come out)

[Chorus 4] – repeat 2X