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No Puedo Vivir Sin Ella lyrics
We made the scene
At the real El Rey
Or so they say
So many claimed to be king
I'm going back to Manchester, England
I'm gonna learn me to sing
But I'll beware out there on the English moor
Where so many claim to be king, I'm gonna be the king
I'm going down there to Globe-Miami
I'm going up on the heaps, the heaps of slag
'Cause a bottle of cold Bohemia
That's the best water I ever had
I'm going back to Manchester, England
I'm gonna learn me to sing
But I'll beware out there on the English moor
Where so many claim to be king, I'm gonna be the king
I'm going down there to Globe-Miami
I'm going up on the heaps of slag
'Cause a bottle of cold Bohemia
That's the best water I ever had
Part of these releases
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- Track 7 on Extrano a Mi Pueblo
- 6 Oportunidad de Tu Vida
- 8 Hasta Ayer
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- Track 7 on Extraño mi pueblo
- 6 La oportunidad de tu vida
- 8 Hasta Ayer
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