Said said
Said I remember when we used to go
In a disco called Up&down
Oba, ob-serving the girls
As they would mingle with the good people we meet
Good friends we have had, oh good friends we've lost along the way
In this bright future you can't forget your past
So dry your tears I say
No coba, no cry
No coba, no cry
oh my perroflauta, don't shed no tears
No woman, no cry
Said, said, said I remember when we used to go
In a disco called costa este
And then Giorgio would erase at the last time
Log wood burnin' through the night
Then we would have so much drinks
Of which I'll share with you
My feet is my only carriage
So I've got to push on through
But what I'm gonna mean...
Everything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
no coba, no cry
No, no coba, no woman, no cry
Oh, little perroflauta, don't shed no tears
No coba, no cry
No woman, no coba, no woman, no cry
No coba, no cry
Oh, my little darlyn no shed no tears
No woman, no cry, yeah
any sister no shed no tears, no women no cry
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