Marylin M.
Fasma
Marylin M.
When I leave, be ready
How many times I wanted to call you
Inside the room, I broke bones
There's nothing I can call
Bone after bone
Every glance is a shock
Move after move
Up and down, it's a carousel
Up and down, it's a carousel
But when I see you I say
Oh my god, oh my god
I saw you passing by, I said
Oh my god, either it's me or her
I tear off your clothes, come on stay where I am
I can have you for just one night, yes
I want to savor you like you're a drug but
Abuse you like you're cocaine but
One who does it out of need and not for fashion, yes
If I look at you, you strike a pose, ah
If I bring you home, my area changes
No, I don't take photos
No, I don't leave evidence
You're more beautiful than the domes of Rome
Let me introduce myself, beautiful lady
I saw you dancing alone under the speakers
Like a ballerina
I imagined you naked while you roll a joint
In the bare room and you tell me about your life
Just for this night, miss
One-way trip to Caracas
With the ring between my fingers
You ask me where this road was born and if it's uphill
This stuff wasn't born on the street but it's still life