ANTONIO, spoken: Well, here we are, Miguel
MICHAEL, spoken: Looking good do you
Want to start us off?
ANTONIO, spoken: Absolutely!

Like the wallpaper sticks to the wall

Like the seashore clings to the sea

Like you'll never get rid of your shadow
Boy you'll never get rid of me

Let all the others fight and fuss
Whatever happens, we've got ours


We're closer than pages that stick in a book
We're closer than ripples that
Play in a brook
Strolling down the avenue Wherever you
Find him, you'll find me, just look
Closer than a miser or
The bloodhounds to Liza
We're closer than smog when it clings to LA
We're closer than Julio to MDK
Me and my shadow

Not a soul can bust this team in two
We stick together like glue

And when it's sleeping time

That's when we rise

We start to swing

Swing to the skies

Our clocks don't chime

What a surprise

They just ring-a-ding-ding! Happy New Year!

And now to repeat what I said at the start
They'll need a big crowbar to break us apart

We're alone but far from blue

Before we get finished
We'll make the town roar
We'll make all the late spots
And then a few more
We'll fly to Cannes where
Life is gonna be we-wow-whee!
For my shadow and me!

ANTONIO, spoken: Miguel, Miguel!
MICHAEL, spoken: What is it, mate?
ANTONIO, spoken: Do me a favor?
MICHAEL, spoken: What do you want now?
ANTONIO, spoken: Do you mind taking
It just one more time?
MICHAEL, spoken: From the top?
ANTONIO, spoken: Yes
But this time in Spanish!
MICHAEL, spoken: Oh, perfecto!

Ante este final la ciudad estallará
Daremos la nota por aquí y allá
Iremos a Cannes sólo para triunfar
Nuestra vida será un gran festín
Para mí, mi sombra a mí