Got an early morning to attend, my love
As I'm down and up a theatre as if it was my own
But I got a little whole in my soul
Looking at those curves, I'm jealous
How did she insert two good set of boobs
That's right, those boobs, Jesus Christ!
I can't get over Jennifer Lopez moves
In those high heels I can't get
Shakira to sing Spanish tunes as back in '95
I can't forget the price
(Of those boobs I can't)
Without losing my pride, no no
I hope I will get cast
Sofía Vergara is my champ
I can't forget the price
*Of fires burning inside (To change)
Looking through a glass, I'm focused
Trying on different accents that have nothing to do
With who I am
It's true
I never knew
Many conversations about systems that are rotten
But if Salma Hayek has some hope I will I swear I will
I can't forget the price
(Of accents class)
And turn down my own slang, no no
I hope they will not mind
Sofía Vergara is my champ
I can't forget the price
Of fires burning inside
Ok, so if I'm looking at those boobs, and then I'm looking at those boobs, and then I'm Looking at my boobs, well I'm not sure I've got the right size OR shape, but what IS right
What if I train my mouth to move in a certain way enough to be understood but then I Am also thinking about when to move my mouth in that certain way but making sure I'm Making sense when I speak
Well sometimes THAT doesn't make sense
I thought I'd get a life
Free
Instead I have to hold ten degrees
I think I want to leave
Maybe it's time to go home
I can't forget the price
Of a fire burning inside