Festival de Málaga
Oh! Ohhhh yeeeh
I used to think maybe you loved me now baby I’m sure
And I just cant wait till the day when you knock on my door
Now everytime I go for the mailbox , gotta hold myself down
Cos I just wait till you write me your coming around
I’m walking on sunshine , wooah
I’m walking on sunshine, woooah
I’m walking on sunshine, woooah
and don’t it feel good!!
Hey , alright now
and dont it feel good!!
hey yeh
I used to think maybe you loved me, now I know that its true
and I don’t want to spend all my life , just in waiting for you
now I don’t want u back for the weekend
not back for a day , no no no
I said baby I just want you back and I want you to stay
woah yeh!
I’m walking on sunshine , wooah
I’m walking on sunshine, woooah
I’m walking on sunshine, woooah
and don’t it feel good!!
Hey , alright now
and don’t it feel good!!
hey yeh ,oh yeh
and don’t it feel good!!
walking on sunshine
walking on sunshine
I feel the love,I feel the love, I feel the love that’s really real
I feel the love, I feel the love, I feel the love that’s really real
I’m on sunshine baby oh
I’m on sunshine baby oh
I’m walking on sunshine wooah
I’m walking on sunshine wooah
I’m walking on sunshine wooah
and don’t it feel good!!
I’ll say it again now
and don’t it feel good!!
Did you see that I’ve got a lot to learn? Let’s start with the ABC of it, The sky’s a blackboard high above you, One thing isn’t very clear my love, I’ll use that star to write I love you,
Well don’t think I’m trying not to learn,
Since this is the perfect spot to learn -
Oooh, teach me tonight!
Roll right down to the XYZ of it
Help me solve the mystery of it,
Teach me tonight!
If a shooting star goes by,
I’ll use that star, to write I love you,
A thousand times across the sky.
Should the teacher stand so near my love?
Graduation’s almost here my love,
Come on and teach me tonight.
A thousand times across the sky,
One thing isn’t very clear my love
Should the teacher stand so near my love,
Graduation’s almost here my love,
Teach me......please teach me tonight!
Macarena- Yo no sé cómo serán las alemanas, pero en España nos tomamos un tiempo. No le digo que no me guste usted, pero bueno, en dos o tres años quizá, si la relación va palante...
Felipe- Con razón se murmura que estás loca.
Juana- Loca, porque te quiero hasta la locura. Loca, porque quiero que seas mío. Loca porque no quiero que busques en otra lo que yo puedo darte, y me sobra. Loca, porque aspiro engendrar y parir tus hijos. Loca. Loca de amor. ¿Eso es loca?