Michael's bebês ;*

(Naku penda piya-naku taka piya-mpenziwe)
(I amor you too-I want you too-my love)

Liberian girl . . .
You came and you changed my world
A amor so brand new
Liberian girl . . .
You came and you changed me girl
A feeling so true
Liberian girl
You know that you came
And you changed my world,
Just like in the movies,
With two apaixonados in a scene
And she says . . .
"Do you amor me"
And he says so endlessly . . .
"I amor you, Liberian girl"

(Naku penda piya-naku taka piya-mpenziwe)
(I amor you too-I want you too-my love)

Liberian girl . . .
More precious than any pearl
Your amor so complete
Liberian girl . . .
You kiss me...

"Billie Jean" Written and composed por Michael Jackson.

She was mais like a beauty queen from a movie scene
I said don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round

She said I am the one who will dance on the floor in the round
She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
And mother always told me be careful of who you love
And be careful of what you do...

It's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in the dark
Under the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heart
You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it
You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes
You're paralyzed

'Cause this is thriller, thriller night
And no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strike
You know it's thriller, thriller night
You're fighting for life inside a killer, thriller tonight

You hear a door slam and realize there's nowhere left to run
You feel the cold hand and wonder if you'll ever see the sun
You close your eyes...

I took my baby
On a Saturday bang
Boy is that girl with you
Yes we're one and the same

Now I believe in miracles
And a miracle
Has happened tonight

But, if
You're thinkin'
About my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black or white

They print my message
In the Saturday Sun
I had to tell them
I ain't segundo to none

And I told about equality
And it's true
Either you're wrong
Or you're right

But, if
You're thinkin'
About my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black or white

I am tired of this devil
I am tired of this stuff
I am tired of this business
Sew when the
Going gets rough
I ain't scared of
Your brother
I ain't scared of no sheets...