Y aunque trato de gustarme. Complacerte y alejarme. Nunca nada me gusta del todo. Y aunque trato de entenderme. Es mi cara en el espejo. Que me mira y me pregunta por qu. Pregunta por qu. Porqu
Mama Coco, hey you're lookin' heavy. Mama Coco, ho you're lookin' good. Mama Coco, yes I've been getting hungry. Mama Coco, feed me woman food. Mama Coco I don't have fancy shacks or multi-colored
I don't care much for smokin' weed. You know, I'm a man of a different breed. I don't thrive on drinking alcohol. 'Sides, I'm feelin' much too tall Gettin' high, gettin' high, gettin' high. And I
Who am I to the rabble and the wise. Am I just a young and shallow face that years erase. Am I more than that, oh, do they wonder how can I. Bring the world beneath this guise. In the silence of m
