Our love oldened
It's bragging all around
I feel so ashamed of us
See how people are looking at us
Feeling pity
Of a couple that once was so beautiful
But that now can't even walk on its own
Its cane is the habit between the two
Don't go around saying I didn't say a word...
It oldened, lost its movements
Now you know it
That we need some help to cross the street
Our love is vegetative, giving people some trouble
Not even if it paints its gray hair it...
It oldened, lost its movements
Now you know it
That we need some help to cross the street
Our love is vegetative, giving people some trouble
Not even if it paints its gray hair it gets young once again
Feeling pity
Of a couple that once was so beautiful
But that now can't even walk on its own
Its cane is the habit between the two
Don't go around saying I didn't say a word...
It oldened, lost its movements
Now you know it
That we need some help to cross the street
Our love is vegetative, giving people some trouble
Not even if it paints its gray hair it...
It oldened, lost its movements
Now you know it
That we need some help to cross the street
Our love is vegetative, giving people some trouble
Not even if it paints its gray hair it gets young once again
Oldened...
Oldened...