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Nothing On You

[Verse 1: Ed Sheeran]
I feel it, can you feel it tonight?
I feel the fire between you and I
I mean it, don't you turn off a light
Though I don't wanna leave you ever, no
She was like 'Dang
Boy, I never took you for a one night stand
So don't make plans
For nothing but me and a lil' romance,' hey
You and I, Whiskey on ice
Maybe later we can turn down all the lights
So keep 'em on with nothing on
Ooh-my-my-my
 
[Chorus: Ed Sheeran & Paulo Londra]
I was rolling up something with you
Kickin' back in a way that we do
I got everything I need in this room
Smoke clouds and a scent of perfume
Know my friends are in the club
And they keep ringin' my phone (Brrt)
But they ain't got nothing on you (Uh, uh)
And you ain't got nothing on you (Leones con flow)
 
[Verse 2: Paulo Londra]
Mami, suelo acobardarme pero hoy tomo alcohol, uh
Quiero comentarle que no sé que pasó, uh
Desde que salimo' por la tarde los dos
A besarnos los dos, hasta hacer el amor
Ahora tengo tu olor, ven a la habitación
Lo que hacemos los dos, no se puede puede igualar
Parecemos ficción, cuando entramos en acción
Esta peli de amor, no se acabar, yeah
Pero lo que mata
Es que esta noche no' vemo', y en mi casa
Y sé lo que te gusta y te atrapa
Que te diga que no te voy a soltar
 
[Chorus: Ed Sheeran]
I was rolling up something with you
Kickin' back in a way that we do
I got everything I need in this room
Smoke clouds and a scent of perfume
Know my friends are in the club
And they keep ringin' my phone (Brrt)
But they ain't got nothing on you
And you ain't got nothing on you
 
[Verse 3: Dave]
Yuh, take the lead, follow me, what's it gonna be?
How you playin' hard to get when you hollered me?
I take Chanel to Chanel for a shopping spree
Home girl, only right she in a proper tee
What I want and need, you and a sofa
I fly in a spaceship, I got a Land Rover
Casa Cruz, Casa Blanca, Casanova
I'm a fashionista, she a Fashion Nova
Under my persona, when had her over
The outfit, it cost bread, I got the match in loafers
Why? 'Cause that's suttin' to do
I got a million and two but they're nothin' on you, nah
 
[Chorus: Ed Sheeran]
I was rolling up something with you
Kickin' back in a way that we do
I got everything I need in this room
Smoke clouds and a scent of perfume
Know my friends are in the club
And they keep ringin' my phone (Brrt)
But they ain't got nothing on you
And you ain't got nothing on you
 
[Outro: Ed Sheeran]
She was like 'Dang
Boy, I never took you for a one night stand'
She was like 'Dang
Boy, I never took you for a one night stand'
Want to be your man?
'Boy, I never took you for a one night stand'
She was like 'Dang
And you ain't got nothing on you'
 

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Jesus, Jesus

Jesus, Jesus, could you tell me what the problem is
With the world and all the people in it?
Because I've been hearing stories about the end of the world
But I'm in love with a girl and I don't wanna leave her
And the television screams such hideous things
They're talking about the war on the radio
They say the whole thing's gonna blow
And we will all be left alone
No we'll be dead and we won't know what hit us
 
Jesus, Jesus, if you're up there won't you hear me
‘Cause I've been wondering if you're listening for quite a while
And Jesus, Jesus, it's such a pretty place we live in
And I know we fucked it up, please be kind
Don't let us go out like the dinosaurs
Or blown to bits in a third world war
There are a hundred different things I'd still like to do
I'd like to climb to the top of the Eiffel Tower
Look up from the ground at a meteor shower
And maybe even raise a family
 
Jesus, Jesus, there are those that say they love you
But they have treated me so goddamn mean
And I know you said ‘forgive them for they know not what they do'
But sometimes I think they do
And I think about you
If all the heathens burn in hell, do all their children burn as well?
What about the Muslims and the gays and the unwed mothers?
What about me and all my friends?
Are we all sinners if we sin?
Does it even matter in the end if we're unhappy?
 
Jesus, Jesus, I'm still looking for answers
Though I know that I won't find them here tonight
But Jesus, Jesus, could you call me if you have the time?
And maybe we could meet for coffee and work it out
And maybe then I'll understand what it's all about
 

Parade

They will show me what I want to see
We will watch without grief
We stay one step ahead of relief
You tell me that we've been praying
For a bright and clever hell
I think we've been forced to our knees
But I can't tell
 
Sometimes I forget that we're supposed to be in love
Sometimes I forget my position
Sometimes I forget that we're supposed to be in love
Sometimes I forget my position
 
It's so hot in here
What are they trying to hatch
We must not be frail, we must watch
Now that I'm out of touch with anger
Now I have nothing to live up to
I don't know when to stop joking
When I stop I hope I am with you
 
Sometimes I forget that we're supposed to be in love
Sometimes I forget my position
Sometimes I forget that we're supposed to be in love
Sometimes I forget my position
 
What on earth is the size of my life
 
Sometimes I forget that we're supposed to be in love
Sometimes I forget my position
Sometimes I forget that we're supposed to be in love
Sometimes I forget my position
 
And my position is somewhere between a waitress and this table
 

The Word Phoebus

Esmeralda:
Now I hope you'll tell me please, who I'm honoured to be married to.
 
Gringoire:
Gringoire poet please be at ease. Prince of Paris streets don't you know.
 
Esmeralda:
Prince of Paris streets, is that so?
 
Gringoire:
I am not a ladies man, but if you want you can be my.
Inspiration, muse to the end.
 
Esmeralda:
You who can read and can write. I know you can show me the light.
What means this name Phoebus?
 
Gringoire:
Who on earth could dare to wear, a name so fine.
Who has such pride?
 
Esmeralda:
He's the one my heart's beating for.
 
Gringoire:
If I recall my Latin, the word Phoebus it means the sun.
 
Esmeralda:
Phoebus, it means the sun.
 

A Labourer Changed

A labourer day by day piles one brick upon the other
Until his ardious task is complete with the pride of his work
The propriator of this palace invites a feast to the brother
Upon the evenings tidings where joy does in turn lurk
 
Clad in fine garments the labourer presents himself
Covered with debris of work, no evidence of gentry
His tongue roams in dismayed ways without stealth
Until his body is hastenly extracted by the sentry