She says I'm like a hobbyhorse
She leaned on my plata
You want me to think about you
First, I have to think about myself
Idea, it's the ring
So I can put a ring on your finger
Because if I think too much about you
I don't know how you'll repay me

You invite me to your place
I bring a bottle out of courtesy
Rather Dom Pérignon, no Courvoisier
The evening has just begun
I let you order
I can't tame you
You want me to invite you to dance
My heart, it is padlocked

What do you want?
What do you want from me?
What do you want?
What do you want from me?

She makes me Dolce Gabbana
Handbag in Copacabana
You want me to think about you
But first, I have to think about myself
Pride, idea, it's the ring
So I can put a ring on your finger
Because if I think too much about you
I don't know how you'll repay me

Finally, in the past
I got bored a bit quickly
When I saw that you were jaded
Didn't want to erase

Oh, nana
No love, baby mama
No time for other girls
Everything for my baby mama, oh nana

What do you want?
What do you want from me?
What do you want?
What do you want from me?

She makes me Dolce Gabbana
Handbag in Copacabana
You want me to think about you
But first, I have to think about myself
Pride, idea, it's the ring
So I can put a ring on your finger
Because if I think too much about you
I don't know how you'll repay me

She makes me Dolce Gabbana
Handbag in Copacabana
You want me to think about you
But first, I have to think about myself
Pride, idea, it's the ring
So I can put a ring on your finger
Because if I think too much about you
I don't know how you'll repay me

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