Walking dream
He is that kind of a fellow
Who turns the hearts
Of all the senoritas
Upside down
When they see
That glance in his eyes
They fall for him
Never to recover again
To them he is
A walking dream
Now trying to get him
Into their lives
Once he gives them a word
The fire goes even higher
Their dream now
Starts running
Take care of your life
You walking dream
Holding those senoritas lives
In your hands
Don't make them feel
You are the only one
Because the fact is
They are not the only ones either
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