I thought you were my new best friend
Wish I knew better then
Who knew you were just out to get me?
My whole world just fell apart
Cause I never felt so alone.
Súbeme la radio
Trá-Tráeme el alcohol
Súbeme la radio, que esta es mi canción
Siente el bajo que va subiendo
Tráeme el alcohol que quita el dolor
Hoy, vamos a juntar la Luna y el Sol
Who's gonna kiss the brown haired girls?
Who's gonna wipe away their tears?
And what about the black haired girls?
Who's gonna whisper filthy things into their ears?