Alexander Martin
Alexander Martin walks along, you know he's got a meeting with his doctor
And you know you can't hear him hummin his song, it's in his mind
You would not understand
But he couldn't care less
Because he can't breathe
A., I couldn't care if you were down on your knees
Walkin down on Bedford street
You think you know everything
People can be dangerous
Forget about us
Forget about us
But he couldn't care less
Cuz he can't breathe
A., I couldn't care if you were down on your knees
Who cares? Because you're Alexander, it's your thing
Alexander what's your problemation? You know you got instinct, imagination
You look over here, you look over there
You're smilin' along, little underwear
Cuz he couldn't care less
Because he can't breathe
A., I couldn't care if you were down on your knees
Who cares? Cuz you're Alexander, it's your thing
Alexander Martín
Alexander Martín camina, sabes que tiene una cita con su médico
Y sabes que no puedes escucharlo tararear su canción, está en su mente
Tú no entenderías
Pero a él no le importa en lo más mínimo
Porque no puede respirar
A., no me importaría si estuvieras de rodillas
Caminando por la calle Bedford
Crees que lo sabes todo
La gente puede ser peligrosa
Olvida sobre nosotros
Olvida sobre nosotros
Pero a él no le importa en lo más mínimo
Porque no puede respirar
A., no me importaría si estuvieras de rodillas
¿A quién le importa? Porque eres Alexander, es tu cosa
Alexander, ¿cuál es tu problema? Sabes que tienes instinto, imaginación
Miras por aquí, miras por allá
Estás sonriendo, con tu ropa interior
Porque a él no le importa en lo más mínimo
Porque no puede respirar
A., no me importaría si estuvieras de rodillas
¿A quién le importa? Porque eres Alexander, es tu cosa