Me Basta

You know what they say about me?
Poor little nightingale, where have you fallen...
They say I'm blind from your love,
and that you're just playing with me...
I’m not asking for explanations, babe,
I don’t want to know who owns you,
Just give me what you can give,
babe, I’ll take it all...

I just need a little bit of your love...
The kind you’ve got hidden away, the one no one else wanted,
I don’t care, not at all...
I just need a little bit of your love,
With whatever you’ve got saved up,
With whatever you’ve forgotten, that’s enough for me...

You know what they’re saying out there?
Poor little nightingale, they’ve got you under control...
They say I’m crazy for your love,
and it’s true, I’m lost in it,
and it’s true that sometimes I feel like I’m dying...
Who do you think I am? I get jealous,
but one day I had to choose,
and you see, what I prefer...

I just need a little bit of your love...
The kind you’ve got hidden away, the one no one else wanted,
I don’t care, not at all...
I just need a little bit of your love,
With whatever you’ve got saved up,
With whatever you’ve forgotten, that’s enough for me...

I just need a little bit of your love...
The kind you’ve got hidden away, the one no one else wanted,
I don’t care, not at all...