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Sweet dreams - Eurythmics

Sweet dreams

Eurythmics


Lyrics:
Sweet dreams are made of this,
who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas,
everybody's looking for something.

Some of them want to use you,
some of them want to get used by you,
some of them want to abuse you,
some of them want to be abused.

Sweet dreams are made of this,
who am I to disagree?
I travel the wold and the seven seas,
everybody's looking for something.

Hold you head up,
keep your head up, moving on.
Hold you head up, moving on,
keep you head up, moving on.
Hold you head up, moving on,
keep you head up, moving on.

Some of them want to use you,
some of them want to get used by you,
some of them want to abuse you,
some of them want to be abused.

Sweet dreams are made of this,
who am I to disagree?
I travel the wold and the seven seas,
everybody's looking for something.
(x4)
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Letra:
Los sueños dulces están hechos de esto,
¿Quién soy para no estar de acuerdo?
Viajo por el mundo y los siete mares,
todos están buscando algo.

Algunos quieren utilizarte,
algunos quieren ser utilizados por ti,
algunos quieren abusar de ti,
algunos quieren ser abusados.

Los sueños dulces están hechos de esto,
¿Quién soy para no estar de acuerdo?
Viajo por el mundo y los siete mares,
todos están buscando algo.

Sostén la cabeza en alto,
mantén tu cabeza en alto, sigue adelante.
Sostén tu cabeza en alto, sigue adelante,
mantén tu cabeza en alto, sigue adelante.
Sostén tu cabeza en alto, sigue adelante,
mantén tu cabeza en alto, sigue adelante.

Algunos quieren utilizarte,
algunos quieren ser utilizados por ti,
algunos quieren abusar de ti,
algunos quieren ser abusados.

Los sueños dulces están hechos de esto,
¿Quién soy para no estar de acuerdo?
Viajo por el mundo y los siete mares,
todos están buscando algo.
(x4)

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