people who know music, people who do music
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a person who does not know music, a person who sells music
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Music Stealers, Music Buyers
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Dancing to music, chin to love
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People who cover their ears saying the music is ugly
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Music makes me high, people who fly
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A person who rides in melodies intoxicated by old memories
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Those who lost love, those who found new love
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those who listen to the music and those who turn off the music
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Sometimes it becomes a lullaby and puts the baby to sleep
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The floating bass wakes up the sleeping
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Fill the party people with a drink
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Loptimist crazy for the music stay up all night
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Tired of music, I sometimes fall into deep resignation
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I can't break up, but I keep rewinding my true romance
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He grabbed my hand said Tequiero
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I can't stop, now I'm in love, oh
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I think I'm fallin', baby
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I just can't let go
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I never knew a love, love like this
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I used to love her too, I gotta bite this
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I never knew a love, love like this
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I used to love her too, I gotta fight this
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Mi vida loca
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Mi vida loca, my true romance
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person who plays music, person who plays music
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a person who sings Vub Bub Bubba
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A person who weeps and sheds tears to the music
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A person who dances music, a person who starves for a dream
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Dreamers and those who ridicule them
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Carrying music lighter than a penny
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I become a clown today too, I bite into a smile
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Covering a man's tears, with the last drink
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With a yellow rubber band that shines brighter than any jewel
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I'm crazy about music to take responsibility for the love we've made
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I rhyme rhyme again again, to the to the beat ya’ll
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Draw notes with your whole body, as if making love
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I nod my head as if I knew something
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Yeah, my true romance
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I risk everything and engrave on the stars in the night sky in my dream
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I risk everything and stay up all night counting the stars in the night sky
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I risk everything and rekindle my dying passion, ay
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I risk everything and rekindle my dying passion, yeah |