Willy

And yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't ever tell me again
Not to call you by your name
You won't argue with that
Everything's dark from head to toe
From Porto to the sky
Stopping in Chamberí

And shut me up, shut me up
'Cause you're on fire today
I don't know how to explain
It’s so hard for me when
When I see you coming

And you regret everything
For driving me crazy
I already have three songs
You have three million poems with your name
They play you on the radio
You're a thousand different faces of Thyssen-Bornemisza
Let’s see what the hell I come up with
So you’ll let me
Screw up my life

And let’s start from scratch
I want you to tear me apart
To write you a whole album
To paint you on a thousand walls
To sing to you in every meeting
Of people you can’t stand
You know it’s so hard for me
To seem elegant

And we’re heading to the street
I get so nervous
If you touch me, if you talk to me
If the air you breathe
Wanders over my body
So cocky, so mischievous
Willy's already gone stiff
Let’s see how I sell you

I think it would be
A brilliant idea
To hug the thorns