Lyrics:
Paperback writer (paperback writer)
Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book?
It took me years to write, will you take a look?
It's based
Paperback writer (paperback writer)
Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book?
It took me years to write, will you take a look?
It's based
skin
And when I feel it, you're wearing thin
But I've got a plan
Why don't you be the artist
And make me out of clay?
Why don't you be the writer
Paperback writer, paperback writer
Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book?
It took me years to write, will you take a look?
It's based
Who is Redd Kocaine’
The Mogul
The Brand
A mommy
Thee Artist
Thee Writer
The Female Hussler
Puerto Rico
Puerto Rico
Are we ready?
Paperback writer, paperback writer
Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book?
It took me years to write, will you take a look?
It's based
want to be a paperback writer
Paperback writer
It's the dirty story of a dirty man
And his clinging wife doesn't understand
His son is working for
The artist, however faithful to his
Personal vision of reality
Becomes the last champion of the
Individual mind and sensibility
Against an intrusive
the writers and the artists never leave Mont Parnasse
Mi mente dando vueltas como un disco
Dizque recordándote
Acho, qué borrachera en Puerto Rico
(Me da qué borrachera en Puerto Rico)
Ella llamó y
rico (oh-oh)
(Bad Bunny baby-be-be-be) Tú sabes
¿Dónde?
Donde sea rico si es contigo
Da lo mismo Nueva York o Londres
Si quieres te llevo a Puerto
Yeah
Yeah, um
Uh
Ladies and gentlemen
Yeah
Whew, that drip
Yeah, okay
Writin' on writer's block, haven't slept in days
They wanna put me in
the poet's every word
Every artist's picture
Every writer's play
You are the glow in every night
You are the warmth in each sunrise
Makes no difference
there's gonna be a consequence
Yeah the pressure kinda builds when it comes to this woah
Writer's block got a artist trapped inside his head yeah
Writer's
Writer(s): schukltz/reichel/sigman
It worries me
You seem to be unhappy
And that worries me
I hate to think that maybe
I have made you blue
Just
él
Por hijueputa o por infiel?
Sabe que está dura ella
Salió a la disco a pasarla rico, a janguear
Ahora está dispo', pero no cualquiera le da
voguer
Half commentator
Half singer
Half writer
Half artist
Half producer
Half
Bucket
Water
樣樣嘢都半桶水
and I want to be a paperback writer
Paperback writer
It's the dirty story about a dirty man
His clinging wife doesn't understand
His son is working for
1. Artist(s): Hoàng Bách
2. Song Title: Tưởng rằng đã quên
3. Contributing Writer(s): Trịnh Công Sơn
4. Publishing Company: (as registered with
́alone
Artists by Role
Ivan Staicov: Writer
ojos te das cuenta
Andando se encuentran
Las almas en el camino
Por eso se aprietan
Tu corazon con el mio
Coro es tan rico,rico, rico
Amanecer bailando
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