At the wedding tonight she looks nicer than the bride.
When she smiles, I forget my lyrics.
I got blind, I got mad, not from the diamonds she had
But from the beauty that puts my heart on fire

You have never been at my show
You haven’t seen before how looks the [bad word] But the sound goes straight to your soul
Gets you out of control
This [bad word] makes you my girl

Just like from paradise, you came down from the skies
On a plane which belongs to your daddy [bad word] to carousel. The wine is sweet, but take care,
cause too much is no good for a princess.

You have never been at my show
You haven’t seen before how looks the [bad word] But the sound goes straight to your soul
Gets you out of control
This [bad word] makes you my girl