Uptown/Don't say nothing bad about my baby/ - Doo run run
He gets up each morning and he goes downtown
where everyone's his boss,
and he's lost in an angry land.
He's a little man.
But then he comes uptown
each evening to my tentament.
Uptown where folks don't have to pay much rent.
And when he's there with me
he can see that he's everything.
The man is tall, he don't crawl. He's a king.
Downtown he's just one of a million guys.
He don't get no breaks,
and he takes all they got to give
'cause he's got to live.
But then he comes uptown
where he can hold his head up high.
And uptown he knows I'm gonna be standing by.
And when I take his hand,
there's no man who can put him down, down, down.
Oh, the world's so sweet at his feet when he's uptown.
Whoa-oo-oh-whoa.
When he's uptown.
Whoa-oo-whoa-oo-whoa-oh-oh.
Don't say nothin' bad about my baby.
Don't say nothin' bad about my baby.
Don't say nothin' bad about my baby.
Don't say nothin' bad about my baby.
Don't say nothin' bad about my baby.
Don't say nothin' bad about my baby.
Don't say nothin' bad about my baby.
Don't!
Met him on a monday and my heart stood still.
Da doo run run run da doo run run.
Somebody told me that his name was Bill.
Da doo run run run da doo run run.
Whoa, my heart stood still.
Yeah, his name was Bill.
And when he walked me home,
da doo run run run da doo run run.
He knew what he was doin' when he caught my eye.
Da doo run run run da doo run run.
He looked kind of quiet. My, oh my.
Da doo run run run da doo run run.
Oh, he caught my eye.
My, my, my, my, oh my.
And when he walked me home,
da doo run run run da doo run run.
Here we go!
Da doo run run run da doo run run.
Da doo run run run da doo run run.
Da doo run run run da doo run run.
Da do run run, hey!
Run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run.
Run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run.
Run-a-run-a-run, run-a-run-a-run.
Run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run.
Run-a-run-a-run, run-a-run-a-run.
Run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run
Uptown/No digas nada malo sobre mi bebé/ - Doo run run
Se levanta cada mañana y va al centro
donde todos son sus jefes,
y está perdido en una tierra enojada.
Es un hombre pequeño.
Pero luego sube al centro
cada tarde a mi apartamento.
En el centro donde la gente no tiene que pagar mucho alquiler.
Y cuando está conmigo
puede ver que lo es todo.
El hombre es alto, no se arrastra. Es un rey.
En el centro es solo uno de un millón de tipos.
No recibe ningún descanso,
y toma todo lo que tienen para dar
porque tiene que vivir.
Pero luego sube al centro
donde puede mantener la cabeza en alto.
Y en el centro sabe que estaré a su lado.
Y cuando tomo su mano,
no hay hombre que pueda derribarlo, abajo, abajo, abajo.
Oh, el mundo es tan dulce a sus pies cuando está en el centro.
Whoa-oo-oh-whoa.
Cuando está en el centro.
Whoa-oo-whoa-oo-whoa-oh-oh.
No digas nada malo sobre mi bebé.
No digas nada malo sobre mi bebé.
No digas nada malo sobre mi bebé.
No digas nada malo sobre mi bebé.
No digas nada malo sobre mi bebé.
No digas nada malo sobre mi bebé.
No digas nada malo sobre mi bebé.
¡No!
Lo conocí un lunes y mi corazón se detuvo.
Da doo run run run da doo run run.
Alguien me dijo que se llamaba Bill.
Da doo run run run da doo run run.
Whoa, mi corazón se detuvo.
Sí, se llamaba Bill.
Y cuando me acompañó a casa,
da doo run run run da doo run run.
Sabía lo que estaba haciendo cuando me atrapó con la mirada.
Da doo run run run da doo run run.
Parecía tranquilo. Dios mío.
Da doo run run run da doo run run.
Oh, me atrapó con la mirada.
Dios mío, Dios mío, Dios mío, Dios mío.
Y cuando me acompañó a casa,
da doo run run run da doo run run.
¡Aquí vamos!
Da doo run run run da doo run run.
Da doo run run run da doo run run.
Da doo run run run da doo run run.
Da do run run, ¡hey!
Corre-corre-corre-corre-corre-corre-corre.
Corre-corre-corre-corre-corre-corre-corre.
Corre-corre-corre, corre-corre-corre.
Corre-corre-corre-corre-corre-corre-corre.
Corre-corre-corre, corre-corre-corre.
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Escrita por: Barry Mann / Carole King / Cynthia Weil / Ellie Greenwich / Gerry Goffin / Jeff Barry / Phil Spector