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Hey

Now that you won't be around
I claim (I claim)
Your side of the bed
And a wine

Don't let me think
About what we were (what we were)
How could you mess it up
With me

All that press annoys the hell out of me (hey)
I don't want headlines if it's not with you
I keep traveling in our Berlingo
Now that everyone wants to get a piece (yeah)
Baby
Throw me and let's get rich

Come on, mommy, play nice
Now that we're so cozy
Let those fools count
Don't say anything, let them make up (yeah, yeah)

Come on, mommy, play nice
Now that we're so cozy
Let those fools count
Don't say anything, let them make up

Now that we're going over 100 per hour
If it's clear that you already know how it works
Don Patricio, mommy, get on my wave
I have to lower it, sorry, ma'am (sorry)

I still believe in only four people
I keep living where you vacation
Locoplaya, baby, what you like
If we get together, the joke's over

Now that you won't be around
I claim
Your side of the bed
And a wine (and a wine)

Don't let me think
About what we were (baby)
How could you mess it up
With me

All that press annoys the hell out of me
I don't want headlines if it's not with you
I keep traveling in our Berlingo
Now that everyone wants to get a piece
Baby
Throw me and let's get rich

Mommy, come to Tenerife
It's what you're missing
If you want to do it like this

If it gets complicated, it's the moment
I'm used to doing it slowly (pure)

All that press annoys the hell out of me
I don't want headlines if it's not with you
I keep traveling in our Berlingo
Now that everyone wants to get a piece
Baby
Throw me and let's get rich

What's up
Don Patricio, mommy