Now put your hands up
Up in the club, we just broke up
I’m doing my own little thing
Decided to dip but now you wanna trip
Cuz another brother noticed me
I’m up on him, you’re up on me
Don’t pay him any attention
cried my tears, three good years
Ya can’t be mad at me Ver toda la letra de la canción
A smoky room, a small café
They come to hear you play
And drink and dance the night away
I sit out in the crowd
And close my eyes
Dream to mind
But you don’t know
You don’t even know that I’m there Ver toda la letra de la canción
