I don't think I'll ever be sorry.
No I'm not sorry for a thing I've done.
And I don't think I'll ever wake up lonely.
Cause having his around wasn't all that special !
pero te engañaría si te digo que no la extraño, no, no la amo, no,... y es por eso que vuelvo a Quilmes cada mes.
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