Greetings from Aunt Mara, she asks how
I gave you everything but, but you want my heart
Don't look back, back
Singing to me, 'Pedro, Pedro, Pedro, Pedro'
It's my fault, it's your fault
Some things you do in two, three, fou-
Missing what you did to me, da-ba-dee-da
That your scent won't leave my thoughts
I know I messed up, but who doesn't mess up?
All good, but then I've got a question in my head
You can't leave me in heaven in a room
I miss what you did to me
Maybe it's 'cause I love you, what confusion
An Italian Saturday outside on the balcony with the ladies
Talking about us like in an old movie
Like Pink Floyd, I wish you were here
Heart scratched like on a CD
Like when it skips, skips, skips, skips
It's my fault, it's your fault
Some things you do in two, three, fou-
Missing what you did to me, da-ba-dee-da
That your scent won't leave my thoughts
I know I messed up, but who doesn't mess up?
All good, but then I've got a question in my head
You can't leave me in heaven in a room
I rush to you in a Panda
I've got a love compilation for you
One song won't be enough for me to find the words
You know what I'd do for you
I know I messed up, but who doesn't mess up?
All good, but then I've got a question in my head
You can't leave me in heaven in a room
I miss what you did to me