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Jack y Soplar

Atta Boy

Jack And Blow

I never slept with you
Even that one Sunday afternoon
And all I wanted was a sweet romance
To bring me back with you

You never wrote me back
So all that week I wore only black
And all I wanted was a sweet romance
To bring me back with you

Summer came I was all full of blame
I watched the leaves go from green to grey
Evening was low
It was all Jack and blow
I fell to my knees and you talked to me slow
You talked slow

I never followed you
'Cause all I thought you'd say was you miss me too
And all I wanted was a sweet romance
To bring me back with you

You never saw the trees
On that lonely road to hell with me
And all I wanted was a sweet romance
To bring me back with you

Summer came I was all full of blame
I watched the leaves go from green to grey
Evening was low
It was all Jack and blow
I fell to my knees and you talked to me slow
I fell to my knees and you talked to me slow
You talked slow
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I never slept with you
Even that one Sunday afternoon
And all I wanted was a sweet romance
To bring me back with you

Jack y Soplar

Nunca dormí contigo
Incluso aquel domingo por la tarde
Y todo lo que quería era un dulce romance
Para volver contigo

Nunca me respondiste
Así que toda esa semana vestí solo de negro
Y todo lo que quería era un dulce romance
Para volver contigo

Llegó el verano y estaba llena de culpa
Vi las hojas pasar de verde a gris
La noche estaba tranquila
Era todo Jack y soplar
Caí de rodillas y me hablaste despacio
Hablabas despacio

Nunca te seguí
Porque todo lo que pensaba que dirías era que también me extrañabas
Y todo lo que quería era un dulce romance
Para volver contigo

Nunca viste los árboles
En ese solitario camino al infierno conmigo
Y todo lo que quería era un dulce romance
Para volver contigo

Llegó el verano y estaba llena de culpa
Vi las hojas pasar de verde a gris
La noche estaba tranquila
Era todo Jack y soplar
Caí de rodillas y me hablaste despacio
Caí de rodillas y me hablaste despacio
Hablabas despacio

Nunca dormí contigo
Incluso aquel domingo por la tarde
Y todo lo que quería era un dulce romance
Para volver contigo

Escrita por: Clair Frederick Reish / Dashel Maximilian Thompson / Eden Anne Brolin / Lewis James Pullman