Bueno - Babyface

The things you sent me, well

I will send them away

The soul of a man is not something

That could be contained

But man, can I be solely ashamed

Of the things that I accepted, that I cannot change

La-oh, ch ch

La-oh, ch ch

Ooh oo-ooh

Ooh oo-ooh

Ooh oo-ooh

Ooh oo-ooh

Ah ah ah oh

Ooh oo-ooh

Ooh oo-ooh

Ooh oo-ooh

Ooh oo-ooh

Ah ah ah oh

Well there are cigarette burns and beer cans all over the floor

And no one wants to party here anymore

I guess I’ll see you on the other side of things

In my dreams where you are my bride and I am king

Well there is you and me

There is you and I

Our quiet dignity will

Keep us alive

And the camera focuses on those

Who will take our place

The young, the anxious, the nervous

The babyfaced