Poor Heart

You won't steal my poor heart againNo volverás a robar mi pobre corazón

You won't steal my poor heart againNo volverás a robar mi pobre corazón

You won't steal my tape recorderNo volverás a robar mi grabadora

I'll call the Lord and he'll put you in the penLlamaré al Señor y te pondrá tras las rejas

You won't steal that thing againNo volverás a robar esa cosa otra vez

I didn't even know your name or what was your gameNi siquiera sabía tu nombre o cuál era tu juego

But stealin' things has sure brought you to famePero robar cosas seguramente te ha traído fama

I wanna know if you stole mineQuiero saber si robaste la mía

It was one of a kind and I'm sayin' if you're to blameEra única y estoy diciendo que si eres culpable

Your life will never be the sameTu vida nunca será la misma

I can't track you anymoreYa no puedo rastrearte más

Detective work has sure become a boreEl trabajo de detective se ha vuelto aburrido

So tell me what you did with itAsí que dime qué hiciste con eso

And stop this shit, give up yourselfY deja de joder, entrégate

Before they come knockin' at your doorAntes de que vengan a llamar a tu puerta

You won't steal my poor heart againNo volverás a robar mi pobre corazón otra vez

You won't steal my poor heart againNo volverás a robar mi pobre corazón otra vez

When I feel the blade of that Cupid swordCuando sienta la hoja de esa espada de Cupido

I'll call the Lord and he'll put you in the penLlamaré al Señor y te pondrá tras las rejas

You won't steal that thing againNo volverás a robar esa cosa otra vez

You won't steal my poor heart againNo volverás a robar mi pobre corazón otra vez