Paroles:
Cans

Yo siempre buscando tus besos Siempre llorando tras de ti Y tu no le das valor A lo que siento yo por ti Pero ya yo me canse No puedo mas seguir asi

love you we love you We want back home In the town where I grew up There was no one else Just the both of us With two tin cans and a length of string

sentirme una cualquiera A mi hoy no me da la gana de esperar por tu llamada y vivir encarcelada. Me canse de ser la otra Me canse de tanta espera de ocultar mis sentimientos y callar. Me canse

Now I know that it seems like I?m crazy for you That?s what love can do I?d rather be pickin' up bottles and cans Pickin' up cans baby, oh yeah yeah

' Run outta doe, slap the hoe Get the do' and go back to that liquor sto' Afroman likes tall cans Afroman likes tall cans Afroman likes tall cans Afroman likes tall cans

lfb, and crystal sound Transplants are fearless and the most original Tall cans in the air, let me see 'em ... fuck you! [x2] "nobody move, nobody get hurt" Tall cans

I've seen love Kick a man while he stand When you think that you're alone You cover it up Just to stay on your feet But the cut is just too deep I was

You're like kissing lipstick You're pasty, warm and dry You're boring, you bore me You're such a boring guy At first, I kinda liked it The way it oozed

The birds would laugh at Job, their song would torture him Always, a steady rain fell, soaking and chilling him He could always see a dry, light place