Fanta
Y ahora te busco online
Y ahora te busco online
Y ahora te busco pero no sé en dónde estás
Y ahora te busco online
Y ahora te busco online
Y ahora te busco pero no sé en dónde estás
Porque perdí tu número
Y ahora solo cuento con tu email
Y me dijiste: Dúdalo!, dúdalo!
Dude, fingí, mentí, pensé que no eras para mí
Me equivoqué, me equivoqué, me equivoqué
Pensé que no eras pa' mi y ahí fue
Que me equivoqué, me equivoqué
Pensé que no eras pa mi
Porque perdí tu número
Y ahora solo cuento con tu email
Y me dijiste: Dúdalo!
Dude, fingí, mentí, pensé que no eras para mí
Me equivoqué
Me equivoqué, pensé que no eras pa mi
Y ahí fue que me equivoqué, me equivoqué
Ella está media fanta
Siento que ya no le hago ni falta
Si supiera cuanto me encanta
No se porque no textea
O porque un sin mención no twittea
Será porque no quiere que la vea
Quizás es que tiene algo
O conoció a alguien que era extraño
Y ahora soy yo quien la extraño
¿A quién engaño?
Si hablo de ella en todas mis canciones
Sinceramente es porque me gusta con cojones
Porque nunca en mi vida habrá otra como ella
Cuando no la tengo en mi cielo no hay una estrella
Ella en mi corazón ha marcado una huella
Por eso es que lo recalco
¡No hay otra como ella!
Otra que me brinde su amor sin censura
Que me haga sentir hacer el amor al tenerla desnuda
Que me lleve a la Luna cuando bese su boca
Otra que me demuestre que en realidad la vuelvo loca
Porque perdí tu número
Y ahora solo cuento con tu email
Y me dijiste: Dúdalo!, dúdalo!
Dude, fingí, mentí, pensé que no eras para mi
Me equivoqué, me equivoqué, me equivoqué
Pensé que no eras pa' mi y ahí fue
Que me equivoqué, me equivoqué
Pensé que no eras pa mi
Porque perdí tu número
Y ahora solo cuento con tu email
Y me dijiste: Dúdalo!
Dude, fingí, mentí, pensé que no eras para mi
Me equivoqué
Me equivoqué, pensé que no eras pa mi
Y ahí fue que me equivoqué, me equivoqué
Me equivoqué desenfoqué el enfoque
Ahora siempre estoy de Buchanans o Johnny Walker
Loco por matarme en un carro como Paul Walker
Tú y yo éramos como el equipo Rocket
Bonnie and Clyde
Jennifer Paker y Marty McFly
Back To The Future
Perreando un underground del '99
Los dos combinao con el suit de Nike
O con las Jordan retro
Y las camisas con el flight
Y ahora te busco online
Y ahora te busco online
Y ahora te busco, pero no sé en dónde estás?
Y ahora te busco online
Y ahora te busco online
Y ahora te busco, pero no sé en dónde estás?
Fanta
And now I look for you online
And now I look for you online
And now I look for you but I don't know where you are
And now I look for you online
And now I look for you online
And now I look for you but I don't know where you are
Because I lost your number
And now I only have your email
And you told me: Doubt it!, doubt it!
I doubted, pretended, lied, thought you weren't for me
I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong
I thought you weren't for me and that's when
I was wrong, I was wrong
I thought you weren't for me
Because I lost your number
And now I only have your email
And you told me: Doubt it!
I doubted, pretended, lied, thought you weren't for me
I was wrong
I was wrong, I thought you weren't for me
And that's when I was wrong, I was wrong
She's halfway there
I feel like I'm not needed anymore
If she knew how much I love her
I don't know why she doesn't text
Or why she doesn't tweet without mentioning me
Maybe she doesn't want me to see
Perhaps she has something
Or met someone who was strange
And now it's me who misses her
Who am I fooling?
If I talk about her in all my songs
Honestly, it's because I really like her
Because there will never be another like her in my life
When I don't have her, there's no star in my sky
She has left a mark on my heart
That's why I emphasize it
There's no other like her!
Another who gives me her love without censorship
Who makes me feel making love when I have her naked
Who takes me to the moon when I kiss her lips
Another who shows me that I really drive her crazy
Because I lost your number
And now I only have your email
And you told me: Doubt it!, doubt it!
I doubted, pretended, lied, thought you weren't for me
I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong
I thought you weren't for me and that's when
I was wrong, I was wrong
I thought you weren't for me
Because I lost your number
And now I only have your email
And you told me: Doubt it!
I doubted, pretended, lied, thought you weren't for me
I was wrong
I was wrong, I thought you weren't for me
And that's when I was wrong, I was wrong
I was wrong, I lost focus
Now I'm always with Buchanans or Johnny Walker
Crazy to kill myself in a car like Paul Walker
You and I were like the Rocket team
Bonnie and Clyde
Jennifer Paker and Marty McFly
Back To The Future
Dancing to an underground from '99
Both combined with Nike suits
Or with retro Jordans
And shirts with the flight
And now I look for you online
And now I look for you online
And now I look for you, but I don't know where you are?
And now I look for you online
And now I look for you online
And now I look for you, but I don't know where you are?