Yeah
When I was a young boy living in the city
All I did was run, run, run, run, run
Staring at the lights, they look so pretty
Momma said "Son, son, son, son, son
You're gonna grow up, you're gonna get old
All that glitters don't turn to gold
But until then just have your fun
Boy, run, run, run, run, run"
Yeah, run, run, run
Dicen que to' se puede perder
Que lo que sube va a caer
Ni eso me puede detener
If I learned one lesson, count your blessings
Look to the rising sun and run, run, run
Run, run, run
It's Mariah, baby
Desde Puerto Rico, Cuba y Miami
entre, -tre, -tre, -tre, -tre
Toda' la' movida' que hicieron pa' mí
Ya van a ver, ver, ver, ver, ver
Esto no es suerte, es saberlo jugar
Cayó en la semana y al final perrear
Que lo disfrute la gente junto a mí
Que recién empieza la party
Ey, que si la República lo pide yo le' doy el reggaetón
But until then, I'ma have fun
Boy, run, run, run, run, run
Yeah, run, run, run
Dicen que to' se puede perder
Que lo que sube va a caer
Ni eso me puede detener
If I learned one lesson, count your blessings
Look to the rising sun and run, run, run
(Ah-ah, ah-ah)
Run, run, run
If I learned one lesson, count your blessings
Look to the rising sun and run, run, run
If I learned one lesson, count your blessings
Look to the rising sun and run, run, run
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