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The document appears to be a collection of song lyrics. It includes lyrics from the songs "Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)" by Eurythmics, "Lobo Hombre en Paris" by Los Fabulosos Cadillacs, "Wicked Game" by Chris Isaak, and others. The lyrics cover a range of themes including relationships, longing, and nightlife.

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Letras Kalavera

The document appears to be a collection of song lyrics. It includes lyrics from the songs "Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)" by Eurythmics, "Lobo Hombre en Paris" by Los Fabulosos Cadillacs, "Wicked Game" by Chris Isaak, and others. The lyrics cover a range of themes including relationships, longing, and nightlife.

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1.

BORN TO BE WILD

2. ROADHOUSE BLUES

3. SWEET DREAMS

Sweet dreams are made of this


Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you


Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of this


Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Hold your head up, keep your head up, movin' on


Hold your head up, movin' on, keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on, keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on, keep your head up

Some of them want to use you


Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of this


Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Sweet dreams are made of this


Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Sweet dreams are made of this


Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas

4. MIL HORAS

5. LOBO HOMBRE EN PARIS

Cae la noche y amanece en París


En el día en que todo ocurrió
Como un sueño de loco sin fin
La fortuna se ha reído de ti

Jaja, sorprendido espiando


El lobo escapa aullando
Y es mordido
Por el mago del siam

La luna llena sobre París


Ha transformado en hombre a Dennis
Rueda por los bares del bulevar
Se ha alojado en un sucio hostal

Jaja, mientras está cenando


Junto a él se ha sentado
Una joven
Con la que irá a contemplar

La luna llena sobre París


Algunos francos cobra Dennis

Auh, lobo hombre en París


Auh, su nombre es Dennis

El hombre lobo está en París


Su nombre es Dennis
La luna llena sobre París
Ha transformado en hombre a Dennis

Mientras está cenando


Junto a él se ha sentado
Una joven
Con la que irá a contemplar

La luna llena sobre París


Ha transformado en hombre a Dennis

Auh
Lobo hombre en París

6. BED OF ROSES

I want to lay you down in a bed of roses


For tonight I'll sleep on a bed of nails
Oh I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses

7. WICKED GAME Bm A E

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
With you
With you
(This world is only gonna break your heart)

What a wicked game you play, to make me feel this way


What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you

And I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
With you

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you
Strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
With you (this world is only gonna break your heart)
With you (with you)
(This world is only gonna break your heart)

No, I (this world is only gonna break your heart)


(This world is only gonna break your heart)

Nobody loves no one

8. JOHNNY B GOODE

9. GUITARRAS BLANCAS

Una guitarra blanca


Rompiendo el silencio
Es de lo más honesto
Que yo ahora puedo escuchar

Por favor, déjenlos bailar


Por favor, que nos dejen bailar
Hoy fue uno de esos días
Me duele la espalda
Y, aunque estoy cansado
Necesito un poco de diversión

Por favor, déjenlos bailar


Por favor, que nos dejen bailar

No hablen ahora de Nueva York


Estar en Roma o en Disneyworld
Yo sólo quiero que nos dejen bailar acá

No es un escapismo
No estoy bajando la guardia
Yo sólo necesito
Tan sólo un poco, un poco de diversión

Por favor, déjenlos bailar


Por favor, que nos dejen bailar

No hablen ahora de Nueva York


Estar en Roma o en Disneyworld
Yo sólo quiero que nos dejen bailar acá

No hablen ahora de Nueva York


Estar en Roma o en Disneyworld
Yo sólo quiero que nos dejen bailar acá

Sólo quiero que nos dejen bailar acá

10. PERSIANA AMERICANA

Yo te prefiero
Fuera de foco
Inalcanzable

Yo te prefiero
Irreversible
Casi intocable

Tus ropas caen lentamente


Soy un espía, un espectador
Y el ventilador desgarrándote
Sé que te excita pensar hasta dónde llegaré

Es difícil de creer
Creo que nunca lo podré saber
Solo así yo te veré
A través de mi persiana americana

Es una condena agradable


El instante previo
Es como un desgaste
Una necesidad
Más que un deseo

Estamos al borde de la cornisa


Casi a punto de caer
No sientes miedo
Sigues sonriendo
Sé que te excita pensar hasta dónde llegaré

Es difícil de creer
Creo que nunca lo podré saber
Solo así yo te veré
A través de mi persiana americana

Tus ropas caen lentamente


Soy un espía, un espectador
Y el ventilador desgarrándote
Sé que te excita pensar hasta dónde llegaré

Es difícil de creer
Creo que nunca lo podré saber
Solo así yo te veré
A través de mi persiana americana

Lo que pueda suceder


No gastes fuerzas para comprender
Solo así yo te veré
A través de mi persiana americana

Difícil de creer
Creo que nunca lo podré saber
Solo así yo te veré
A través de mi persiana americana

Difícil, difícil de creer


Creo que nunca lo podré saber
Solo así yo te veré
A través de mi persiana americana

11. REBEL YELL

Last night a little dancer, she came dancing to my door


Last night, that little angel, she came pumping on my floor
She said, "Come on, baby, you got a license for love
And if it expires, I pray help from above"
Because

In the midnight hour she cried more, more, more, more


With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell more, more, more
More, more, more!
She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
But when I'm tired and lonely, yeah, she gives me head
I said, "What set you free and brought you to me, babe?"
"What set you free? I need you here by me"
Because

In the midnight hour she cried more, more, more


With a rebel yell more, more, more, yow!
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell
More

I live in my own heaven


I collect it to go at the 7-11
Yes, I'm out all night to collect a fare
Just so long, just so long as it don't fuck up my hair

I walked the ward for you, babe


A thousand miles for you
Now who dried my tears of pain, babe?
A million times for you, for you
I'd sell my soul for you, babe
What's money to burn for you, for you
I'd give you all, and have none, babe
Justa, justa have you here by me
Because

In the midnight hour she cried more, more, more


With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more, yow!
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell more
More, more, more!

Ooh yeah, my little dancer


She want more
More, more, more, more
More, more, more, more
She want more
More, more, more, more
Yeah!

12. SEVEN NATION ARMY

13. ENJOY THE SILENCE

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