Yesterday
Busco un hombre de ParÃÂs
Un cerebro inteligente
Que no se emborrache en viernes
Ni un tonto loco
Que sea baboso
No un instinto animal
Que el sexo vuelva loco
En el 2000
Las mujeres visten gris
Los tirantes transparentes
Más abierta y a la mente
Nos vuelve locas
Un poco sonzas
Si ven a Ricky Martin en revistas
Lo recortan
Pero el planeta
Gira y gira a la derecha
y cada vez ya la noche es más tibia
y sin amor se enfrÃÂa
no tengo un hombre ni a Gael GarcÃÂa
me siento tan vacÃÂa
Lotto statystyki What If We Don't Get What We Want
A simple fear to wash you away
An open mind cancelled it today
A silent song that's in your words
A different taste that's in your mind
This is the life on Mars
This is the life on Mars
Mary was a different girl
Had a thing for astronauts
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to play a lot
Mary was a holy girl
Finally wet her appetite
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to fall apart
Tell me did you see her face
Tell me did you smell her taste
Tell me what’s the difference
Don’t they all just look the same inside?
See her face, smell her taste
What’s the difference?
Don’t they all just look the same inside?
Mary was an acrobat
But still she couldn’t seem to breathe
Mary was becoming everything she didn’t want to be
Mary would hallucinate
And see the sky up on the wall
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to fly
Tell me did you see her face
Tell me did you smell her taste
Tell me what’s the difference
Don’t they all just look the same inside?
See her face, smell her taste
What’s the difference?
Don’t they all just look the same inside?
This is the life on mars
He said, "Can you here me, are you sleeping"
She said, "Will you rape me now?"
He said, "Leave the politics to mad men"
She said, "I believe your lies"
He said, "There’s a paradise beneath me"
She said, "Am I supposed to bleed?"
He said, "You better pray to Jesus"
She said, "I don’t believe in god"
Mary was a different girl
Had a thing for astronauts
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to play a lot
Mary was a holy girl
Finally wet her appetite
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to fall apart
Tell me did you see her face
Tell me did you smell her taste
Tell me what’s the difference
Don’t they all just look the same inside?
See her face, smell her taste
What’s the difference?
Don’t they all just look the same inside?
A simple fear to wash you away
An open mind cancelled it today