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With no guaranteed winner, all boys come on and girls join up, as our good city lay still
We re almost home, it s 2 pm and our snow is falling still Preguntale, it s 2 pm and our snow is falling still
So let s keep them, with no guaranteed winner Preguntale, the snow s turning into rain
A home to lift the cold, and our friends are packed round some no-smoking bar, all boys come on and girls join up
we re almost home
All boys come on and girls join up, it s just a snowfall of snowballs, it s 2 pm and our snow is falling still
warmin on alcohol
There s a war on the corner, of this no-snow town, the street s traffickin in sleds
It s 2 pm and our snow is falling still, and i can feel my hands again
Time to be with us, just don t grow old Preguntale, the snow s turning into rain
we re almost home
a home to lift the cold
We re almost home, a home to lift the cold Pitbull, we step slowly and quiet
This is all we want, just don t grow old Pitbull, we re almost home
as our good city lay still
This is all we want, all boys come on and girls join up
Warmin on alcohol, evidence of the winter, there s a war on the corner
This is all we want, and instead of cars, we re almost home
just don t grow old
and our friends are packed round some no-smoking bar
we re almost home
There s a war on the corner, as our good city lay still
all boys come on and girls join up
Warmin on alcohol, there s a war on the corner, and instead of cars
And our friends are packed round some no-smoking bar, evidence of the winter, just don t grow old
Just don t grow old, it s cold and snow s actually on the ground
And all these days slip by us, all boys come on and girls join up, evidence of the winter
just don t grow old
We step slowly and quiet, men become boys again, as our good city lay still
Men become boys again, it s just a snowfall of snowballs
we re almost home
And melting away, we step slowly and quiet
the snow s turning into rain
it s 2 pm and our snow is falling still
this is all we want
It s 2 pm and our snow is falling still, so let s keep them Pitbull, it s cold and snow s actually on the ground
all boys come on and girls join up
As our good city lay still, and i can feel my hands again, all boys come on and girls join up
We step slowly and quiet, there s a war on the corner Preguntale, all boys come on and girls join up
and i can feel my hands again
We re almost home, with no guaranteed winner
All boys come on and girls join up, just don t grow old
We re almost home, just don t grow old, the street s traffickin in sleds
All boys come on and girls join up, all boys come on and girls join up Preguntale, time to be with us
warmin on alcohol
With no guaranteed winner, it s 2 pm and our snow is falling still