Tekstovi: El Presidente. Old Times.

La La La La La Lala...
Well she's got me at her feet where's something going on
I could never be her man, I wish I was her fan
There is nothing more to see, she got me on my knees
Now I know there's ain't no chance, I hope for some romance

She knows you know but nothing's going on
It's hard to say well don'e give me the blame
She cares for you then something's going wrong
Well it's like old times, I'm not givin' into crime

La La La La La ... La La La La La...

She knows you know but nothing's going on
It's hard to say well don'e give me the blame
She cares for you then something's going wrong
Well it's like old times, I'm not givin' into crime

La La La La ...

Baby baby you've taken my soul
Baby baby I feel so alone
Baby baby it's hard to confess
Well it's like old times, I'm not givin' into crime

La La La La ...

She knows you know but nothing's going on
It's hard to say well don'e give me the blame
She cares for you then something's going wrong
Well it's like old times, I'm not givin' into crime

Maybe baby you'll wear that new dress