Alba s touto skladbou:
The Papercut Chronicles II,
let's go
my first love was a chick from the sixth in geneva
had to take the 88 upstate just to see her
my mother never liked her
my father didn't neither
after 22 years he got eager and had to leave her.
now i'm realizing how much i really need her
but someone said follow my heart and head east for her
that's when i met brooklyn, but brooklyn was a cheater
the second i turned my back
she ain't
so i started packing what happened
i told her i was leavin her for her older sister manhattan,
manhattan was into rap so we started chit-chatting
and she was chinese, italian, black and porto-latin
super high maintenance and way too into fashion
didn't even tell the piecer from the corner basket
damn, but back then was back then
now i heard she went hollywood and began acting
chorus:
oh, i've been looking for love
in all the wrong places
oh somebody take me home
i've been falling in love
with all the wrong faces
oh somebody take me home
please take me home
and after manhattan, i was acting silly
messing with a street body jewel named friendly
but that didn't work out too great
a vegetarian and all she ate was cheesecake
i went to boston more for mary ann
and almost got married man
but she was self-centered always stuck to mary land
i knew a slim thing named virginia
i swear to god her body's smoking but she kept gettin thinner
and i'll never forget my first trissie
in the pins with the carolina twins gettin busy
i know the history but i had to leave early
on the 85 doin 80 friday bright and early
and met gorgeous piece of thin
who used to stay in atlanta
accent so thick i couldn't even understand her
and that's when i realized
i damn near ran through the whole i-95
chorus:
oh, i've been looking for love
in all the wrong places
oh somebody take me home
i've been falling in love
with all the wrong faces
oh somebody take me home
please take me home
yeah, then i met miami, she was spanish
miami te amo, mi chiamo travis
she could tell that i wasn't bilingual
i don't know pogito, but i know un poquito
we can hit south beach and drink mojitos
and maybe you can introduce me to your people
ha, yo no voi pedra
you're my first love, keep on coming
you no voi payar
i think i finally found where imma stayin
but never forget the 88
chorus:
oh, i've been looking for love
in all the wrong places
oh somebody take me home
i've been falling in love
with all the wrong faces
oh somebody take me home
