lady gaga Bad Romance / Ugly Betty

In your brown eyes, walked away
In your brown eyes, couldn't stay
In your brown eyes, toi watch her go

And turn the record on
And wonder what went wrong
What went wrong

If everything was everything
But everything is over
Everything could be everything
If only we were older

Guess it's just a silly song about you
And how I Lost you
And your brown eyes

In your brown eyes, I was feeling low
'cause they're brown eyes and toi never know
Got some brown eyes, but I saw her face

I knew that it was wrong
So baby, turn the record on
Play that song

Where everything was everything
But everything is over
Everything could be...

“The wait in the freezing cold queue for 4 hours was worth everything to see GaGa in all her glory! The most amazing montrer I’ve ever witnessed, she truly knows how to make toi feel like toi are the only person in the audience. When she spoke to us she spoke so serene then when she sang and danced she rocked it! No amount of soreness in any part of my body can account for what I witnessed last night. I can’t pick a best part of the montrer because no part could out do the other! I l’amour Lady GaGa with all my heart, toujours une légende!”
– Anna

“Lady Gaga blew the roof of the O2 Arena...

oh, hello, nice to meet you
you are very cute, rubber man

I can't help myself, I'm in l’amour
and when I get back from out of space
I'm gonna coup de poing him in his face
if he's the moon, then I'm eclipsed
I'm so lunar, yeah when I get to him
I'll run him over with my rocket ship

my eyeliner runs in constellations for toi dear
if only I could reboot my mechanical cœur, coeur I'd think clear

baby, I'm feeling so out of this world
baby, with your I'm a different girl
o-o-oh, you're my future love
baby, could we make a accueil in the stars
baby, somewhere in a galaxy far
o-o-oh, you're my future love

o-o-o-oh, I want your fu-fu-fu-fu-future...

I know that we are young.
And I know toi may l’amour me.
But I just can't be with toi like this anymore.
Alejandro.

She's got both hands
in her pockets.
And she wont look at you,
Won't look at you

She hides trough love.
Su bolsito
She got a halo around her finger.
Around you.

You know that I l’amour toi boy.
Hot like Mexico, rejoice.
At this point I gotta choose,
How can toi loose.

Don't call my name.
Don't call my name, Alejandro.
I'm not your babe.
I'm not your babe, Fernando.

Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch.
Just smoke one cigarette more.
Don't call my name.
Don't call my name, Roberto.

Alejandro.
Alejandro.
Ale-ale-jandro....