Y La Bamba - Alida St. lyrics

Por favor dame una cosa, por favor dame otra cosa, por, por... Good bye, my love I have been told, the winters are cold. It rains now and then, the streets are in Paris; Most people don't care. Mr. Faithful, If it's fun it's okay, So that's why it's this way I wish for a wishing well. This smoke is the air, I breathe in times of despair. I'll think about you when, My dangerous heart is ready to fall apart. My composition is weak; And this dedication is all out of tune. If this proposition repeats, Any symptoms of wanting it too soon. I'll just walk through, down Alida Street; And skip down to the cemetary; skipped down to the cemetary; skipped down to the cemetary; Where we marked our paths. Goodbye my love, I have been told, the winters are cold. It rains now and then; the streets are in Paris; Most people don't care.