The Jealous - fausto veloz

Jealous, oh my God I'm jealous I call your phone You're alone I don't need to ask again I'm in bed Thinking about if you're with your friends Or girls It's talking to or could or would You should come and give what I want You and I Feeling like it's forever You're my do or die You know, no one else can make me feel alive On my mind Acting like you're careless But oh my God, I'm jealous Oh my God, I'm jealous (jealous, jealous) Oh my God, I'm jealous (jealous, jealous) Oh my God, I'm jealous (jealous, jealous) Acting like you're careless But oh my God, I'm jealous Burning all, playing cool No one knows every interview Like I do I don't need to remind you in my mind Everybody wants you You and I Feeling like it's forever You're my do or die You know, no one else can make me lose my mind Oh, my mind Acting like you're careless But oh my God, I'm jealous Oh my God, I'm jealous (jealous, jealous) Oh my God, I'm jealous (jealous, jealous) Oh my God, I'm jealous (jealous, jealous) Acting like you're careless But oh my God, I'm jealous You (my, my) Do (my type) You (my God, my, my God) Do (my type) You and I Feeling like it's forever You're my do or die You know, no one else can make me feel alive On my mind Acting like you're careless But oh my God, I'm jealous Oh my God, I'm jealous (jealous, jealous) Oh my God, I'm jealous (jealous, jealous) Oh my God, I'm jealous (jealous, jealous) Acting like you're careless But oh my God, I'm jealous Oh my God, I'm jealous (jealous, jealous) Oh my God, I'm jealous (jealous, jealous) Oh my God, I'm jealous (jealous, jealous) Acting like you're careless But oh my God, I'm jealous

I don't like the way he's looking at you I'm starting to think you want him too. Am I crazy? Have I lost ya. Even though I know you love me Can't help it. I turn my cheek, music up And I'm puffing my chest. I'm getting red in the face, you Can call me obsessed. It's not your fault that they hover I mean no disrespect. It's my right to be hellish I still get jealous. Cause you're too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste. That's why Oh you're too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste. That's why I still get jealous. I wish you didn't have to post it all I wish you'd save a little bit just for me. Protective or possessive (yeah) Call it passive or aggressive. Cheek, music up And I'm puffing my chest. I'm getting red in the face, you Can call me obsessed. It's not your fault that they hover I mean no disrespect. It's my right to be hellish I still get jealous. You're too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste. That's why I still get jealous. You're too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste. That's why I still get jealous. You're the only one invited I said there's no one else for you. Cause you know I get excited When you get jealous too. I turn my cheek, music up And I'm puffin' my chest. I'm turning red in the face, you Can call me obsessed. It's not your fault that they hover I mean no disrespect. It's my right to be hellish I still get jealous. That's why You're too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste. That's why I still get jealous.

I didn't know today would be our last Or that I'd have to say goodbye to you so fast I'm so numb, I can't feel anymore Prayin' you'd just walk back through that door And tell me that I was only dreamin' You're not really gone as long as I believe There will be another angel Around the throne tonight Your love lives on inside of me And I will hold on tight It's not my place to question Only God knows why I'm just jealous of the angels Around the throne tonight You always made my troubles feel so small And you were always there to catch me when I'd fall In a world where heroes come and go Well God just took the only one I know So I'll hold you as close as I can Longing for the day when I see your face again But until then God must need another angel Around the throne tonight Your love lives on inside of me And I will hold on tight It's not my place to question Only God knows why I'm just jealous of the angels Around the throne tonight Singin' hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah I'm just jealous of the angels Around the throne tonight

En una tribu comanche, Hau hau hau, Llena de comanches, Hau hau hau Un indio se me acercó, Con las plumas de color, Y con el hacha en la mano, El gran jefe pregunto, Por manitu por manitu, Decia el jefe Quien yes tu, quien yes tu, quien yes tu, Eres comanche o navajo chaval? No, jefe, no, Soy del norte compadre paisano, De la tribu de los cañoneros, De los que usa muy bien el mortero, De los que pasan a las indias por la piedra, De los que andan y son de guerra. En una tribu siux Hau hau hau Llena de muchos siux Hau hau hau Un indio se me acerco Rapado como un melon Y con el hacha en la mano El gran jefe pregunto Por manitu, por manitu Decia el jefe Quien yes tu, quien yes tu, quien yes tu Eres siux o navajo chaval No, jefe,no Soy del norte compadre paisano De la tribu de los cañoneros De los que usa muy bien el mortero De los que pasan a las indias por la piedra De los que andan y son de guerra EN una tribu apache Hau hau hau Llena de mucho apache Hau hau hau Un indio se me acerco Con las plumas de color Y con el hacha en la mano El gran jefe pregunto Por manitu, por manitu Decia el jefe Quien yes tu, quien yes tu, quien yes tu Eres apache o navajo chaval No, jefe, no Soy del norte compadre paisano De la tribu de los cañoneros De los que usa muy bien el mortero De los que pasan a las indias por la piedra De los que andan y son de guerra