Pinks

You can see yourself
Of the way that wants
I won't make effort
For contradicting you
In so many thousand ways
That I can be
I am right that one of them
it will please you... (2x)

Because I am made for love
Of the head to the feet
And I don't make another thing
Of what to donate me
I was caused some pain
It was not for wanting
I never had the intention
Of hurting you...

Because I like is of roses
It is pink and roses
Accompanied of a ticket
They leave me nervous...

Every woman likes roses
It is pink and roses
A lot of times are red
But they are always pink...

If your saint by chance
Not to beat with mine
I retake my road
And anything to declare
Stocking blames, each one
That will take care of yours
If it goes only a scratch
I don't go nor to blow...

Because I am made for love
Of the head to the feet
And I don't make another thing
Of what to donate me
I was caused some pain
It was not for wanting
I never had the intention
Of hurting you

Because I like is of roses
It is pink and roses
Accompanied of a ticket
They leave me nervous...