letra de the things i love - dos gringos
flyin’ fighters! fighters! i love it so
i love to fly fast
i love to fly low
when i talk about 500 knots and 9 gs
all the women’s panties, they fall to their knees
beer! beer! i love it so
it makes me feel happy wherever i go
ambers and ales and sometimes a light
beer! beer! i can drink it all night
t-ts! t-ts! yes that’s for me
i wish that every woman had three
one for my left hand, one for my right
i’d bury my face in the middle one all night
women’s clothing! women’s clothing! —
(what the f-ck?)
umm…
(dude, you know we’re recording this?)
oh! what? yeah, i mean– ’cause i would never say anything like that, i mean–
(oh, ok. that’s what i–)
i mean, but, but i mean if i did, well why you gotta judge me like that?
(uhh, it’s cool man, i just– i dunno. i just wasn’t expecting it, i mean… it’s fine. whatever. whatever)
hey, umm– that’s not me
(ok, well, maybe we should do a line about, uhh– you know, something for the ladies. ’cause you– i mean they, they might love t-ts, but probably not, you know, in the same way we do)
that’s– i mean, we don’t want to leave ’em out. i mean, i– you know, we got a lotta, a lotta girl, you know, friend fighter pilots, whatever. yeah, i don’t–
(yeah. exactly)
but, what– what the h-ll are we gonna say? i mean, “d-ck, d-ck, i love it so?” i mean, that’s…
(yeah! do it. you could do that)
i don’t know, man. i mean, well i mean, i guess. i don’t… sh-t
(yeah just give– give it a shot.)
i mean, i guess it wouldn’t be _me_ saying, like, “d-ck, d-ck, i love it so”
(no no no, you’re just– you’re just–)
i mean, they’d be– i’d be singing it for everybody else, right?
(exactly! yeah, you’re just– you’re just kinda the one performing it but it’s not like you like d-ck. so just sing. sing about it. come on)
i– why don’t you sing it?
(uhh… well i got a little tickle… in my– in my throat, and uhh… a little cold. plus you’re a better– dude, you’re a way better singer than me so why don’t you just–)
dude, i’ve been singing all day. my voice is a little bit scra– i don’t know. you sing it
(come on. sing– sing about c-ck. come on)
i think you can sing it better– f-ck you! i’m not gonna sing it; you sing it!
(do it. you do it.)
you do it!
(f-ck you.)
f-ck you! you sing it! i’m not gonna sing it!
(i quit.)
(alright!)
and cut!
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