
ROSALÍA - LA FAMA ft. The Weeknd (English Translation) Lyrxo English Translations
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[Verse 1: ROSALÍA]
I'll tell you what happened, don't think it didn't hurt
Or that I made it up, that's how it went down
I was with my baby, it was a pretty special thang
But I got obsessed with something that was hurting him
Thousands of songs on my mind and he could see that
And he told me so a bunch of times but me, I paid it no mind
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Fame's a lousy lover and won't ever love you for real
Too much of a back stabber who comes as easy as she goes
You know she's the jealous kind I'll never trust
If you want, sleep with her but don't tie no knot
[Verse 2: The Weeknd]
What happened left me sleepless, I can't even think
Her blood boils, she always wants morе
Her ambition's like stabbings
Sharp on my chest, it's thе worst
[Chorus: ROSALÍA]
Fame's a lousy lover and won't ever love you for real
Too much of a back stabber who comes as easy as she goes
You know she's the jealous kind I'll never trust
If I want I'll sleep with her but never tie the knot
I'll tell you what happened, don't think it didn't hurt
Or that I made it up, that's how it went down
I was with my baby, it was a pretty special thang
But I got obsessed with something that was hurting him
Thousands of songs on my mind and he could see that
And he told me so a bunch of times but me, I paid it no mind
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Fame's a lousy lover and won't ever love you for real
Too much of a back stabber who comes as easy as she goes
You know she's the jealous kind I'll never trust
If you want, sleep with her but don't tie no knot
[Verse 2: The Weeknd]
What happened left me sleepless, I can't even think
Her blood boils, she always wants morе
Her ambition's like stabbings
Sharp on my chest, it's thе worst
[Chorus: ROSALÍA]
Fame's a lousy lover and won't ever love you for real
Too much of a back stabber who comes as easy as she goes
You know she's the jealous kind I'll never trust
If I want I'll sleep with her but never tie the knot
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