Traducción: Mann, Billy. World Class.
Don't want my manny, I don't need a friend My heart is broken, it won't ever mend I ain't much carin' just where I will end I must have that man I'm
Maybe he's not much, just another man Doing what he can But what does she care when a woman loves a man She'll just string along all through thick and
The only difference between the men and the boys Is the size of their feet and the price of their toys Always horsin' around makin' too much of noise
There's a slow moon rising It's shining on your skin And the way your body moves me I know there's no holding back, no holding back I wouldn't be a man
Mama cries, "Son, don't leave town Find a girl and settle down" Well, I hate to break her heart But that's not in the cards While I'm a young man She
(Billy Dean) I came home from college to see my old man He was sittin' on the porch swing, with a book in his hand He stared at my earring, and at my
If the folks next door to me weren't so good I'd do all the mean things anybody could I'd drink an' I'd gamble an' I'd louse around I'd be the meanest
Sometimes I think I'm gonna lose my mind It don't look like I ever do I loved so many people everywhere I went Some too much, and others not enough Oh
When he drops you off, I will not say "Who was that who so quickly drove away?" The things you've done and the places you've been When I open the door
Some people stay far away from the door If there's a chance of it opening up They hear a voice in the hall outside And hope that it just passes by
Only a man whose broken can appreciate the awful thing I feel Only a man whose world is always real can never know And who could understand the all consuming
Awww but something sure is missin Somethings just aint the same Now he thinks back on yesterday All those victory lanes Better wars just to steal the
I've thought I needed things that I could by with gold I scorn the treasure of her love my arms could hold A love that made me richer than a king yes
She's feeling like a new man tonight she's wanting someone else to hold her tight I can see her eyes all wandering and she has someone in sight She's
Leave that boy behind Convict of our trades Steal the small ones Carved and homemade Transform children Flesh and living slaves Clowns and jesters are
Alberta nichols / mann holiner You don't have to have a hanker To be a broker or a banker No siree, just simply be My mother's son-in-law. Needn't even
.from the different beat album (1996).written by billy mann. Been so long since I found someone You came as some surprise But I knew you were meant for
