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My queen of the Bronx Blue eyes and spitfire I saw you walking back and forth About another boy Thinking that you may want to leave So give me the fevers that just won't break And give me the children you don't want to raise And tell me about the cool He sings to you in those songs If it's better than my love Then bring it on And take it back out to the streets Where you know you used to be For the Romeos of town If I bring you down And you're tired of those vows And you're really walking out So give me the fevers that just won't break And give me the children you don't want to raise And tell me about the cool He sings to you in those songs If it's better than my love Baby, bring it on Letras de cancionesOh, bring it on Stop clicking your red heels and wishing for home I'm hearing that he tells you he can read your thoughts Is he better than my love Better than my love Is he better than my love Better than my love So I found the letters with the reason to things You've been feeling that He says they'll never know And you say the night just got too cold Well everybody's cold Who's gonna keep my baby warm Who's gonna keep my baby warm When everybody goes So give me the fevers that just won't break And give me the children you don't want to raise And tell me about the cool He sings to you in those songs If it's better than my love Well then wait a minute, wait a minute Was he not good to you Wait a minute, wait a minute Was he not good to you Wait a minute, wait a minute You don't know what's good for you So give me the fevers that just won't break And give me the children you don't want to raise And tell me about the cool He sings to you in those songs You've been baby for so long Come on, bring it on Oh, bring it on Stop clicking your red heels and wishing for home I'm hearing that he tells you he can read your thoughts If he's better than my love Then go on, take it all From Letras Mania