{Refrain:} Pardonne-moi ce caprice d'enfant Pardonne-moi, reviens moi comme avant Je t'aime trop et je ne peux pas vivre sans toi Pardonne-moi ce caprice
She's shakin' like a dashboard doll Cool, cruel and calculating A beauty in the backseat She runs hot and leaves you cold 'Cause she's wicked with a
non scherzare con l'amore mai piu, mai piu... I capricci tuoi... I capricci tuoi... u-u u-u u-u u-u [sfumando] I capricci tuoi... (Grazie a Luigi per
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Is this desperation, or a revelation? Erratic actions, the means to an end An abrupt chance to redefine What we all expect The more questions, the clearer
As I'm talking my words slip to the floor and they crawl through your legs and slide under the back door rendering me freakish and dazed. Well here I
Caprichoso, despiadado, nos mordemos, nos besamos, nos danamos con las manos con las que acariciamos. Tu me miras, yo de espaldas te aconsejo que no
[Ginger] mix up, start, stop, start, wait a minute... shut down losing the plot, losing the plot, losing the plot 'til there's nothing to see but the
She's shakin' like a dash-board doll Cool, cruel and calculating A beauty in the back seat She runs hot and leaves you cold She's wicked with a mean
No es un capricho, mas que una aventura que despues se olvida tu eres para mi. No son palabras que se lleva el viento es lo que yo siento al mirarte a
Nothing ends up right when you're in a craze Why don't you grow up? Come on now, act your age Oh, when you lose your cool, you lose your reason too You
I can see the orange sky in front of me I can see things you'll never see People say it's all a fuckin' dream But I can say words you couldn't speak
This temperamental side The one you say that you can't hide Do you ever see yourself The way it looks to someone else? This temperamental trick The one
Put me right through the ringer Run around with eyes on whatever Cut me down to half of a member Mended back given no hope Scheming minds new intentions
mix up, start, stop, start, wait a minute... shut down losing the plot, losing the plot, losing the plot 'til there's nothing to see but the ground head
Don't come back anytime I've already had your kind. This is your pay back, money grabber. Don't come back anytime, you've already run me dry. This is
I've been trying, to get you To see things all my way For the days that since you've left me And I know that you probably keep away I said Oh what a