Letra 'I can't do it alone' de '3oh!3' traducida al español

Oh God, God, she's really done it now,
Coked up, her body's all spun around,
Oh yeah, yeah, she's really done it,
And seein' her just isn't something I can stomach,

Back it up, back it up,
If you talkin' shit to me,
Smack it up, smack it up,
If you act a bitch to me,
Stack it up, stack it up,
If you fuckin' rich as me,
My daddy owns a dealership,
The rest is fuckin' history

This ain't a love song (oh no),
This ain't a broken heart homie singin' only 'cause he's lonely,
This ain't a love song (oh, no, no, no),
This ain't a whiskey-drowned ballad,
There ain't nothing here that's valid,
So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,
Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home,
Over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,
God dammit, I just can't do it alone
I can't do it alone,
I can't do it alone,
No, I can't do it alone

Oh no, no, I'm not impressed with you,
Pink drinks that seem to get the best of you,
Rock late and sleep until the sun sets,
I'd talk but you took the tongue I talk with

Back it up, back it up,
If you talkin' shit to me,
Smack it up, smack it up,
If you act a bitch to me,
Stack it up, stack it up,
If you fuckin' rich as me,
My daddy owns a dealership,
The rest is fuckin' history

This ain't a love song (oh no),
This ain't a broken heart homie singin' only 'cause he's lonely,
This ain't a love song (oh, no, no, no),
This ain't a whiskey-drowned ballad,
There ain't nothing here that's valid,
So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,
Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home,
Over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,
God dammit, I just can't do it alone
I can't do it alone,
I can't do it alone,
No, I can't do it alone

I can call you out and complain the rain is worse,
But it's that much better if I blame it on a person,
I can call you out and complain the rain is worse,
But it's that much better if I blame it on a person

So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,
Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home,
Over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,
God dammit, I just can't do it alone
So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,
Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home,
Over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,
God dammit, I just can't do it alone

Oh, Dios, Dios, que está realmente haciendo ahora,
Recubierto de carbón, su cuerpo todo se dio la vuelta,
Oh sí, sí, ella está realmente hecho,
Y vió su simplemente no es algo que puedo soportar,

Haga copias de seguridad, una copia de seguridad,
Si la mierda que me hablas a mí,
Smack para arriba, que huelen a,
Si usted actúa de puta para mí,
Pila para arriba, apilar para arriba,
Si usted fuckin 'rica en cuanto a mí,
Mi papá es dueño de un concesionario,
El resto es fuckin 'la historia

Esto no es una canción de amor (oh no),
Esto no es un colega corazón roto cantando sólo porque él es solitario,
Esto no es una canción de amor (oh, no, no, no),
Esto no es una balada de whisky ahogado,
No hay nada aquí que es válida,
Así que dime nena, nena bonita, que esta casa no es un cementerio,
Dime cómo mantenerse fuerte y llevar a su casa,
Sobre los cadáveres de sus padres perdidos hace mucho tiempo y sus hijas no nacidos,
Maldita sea, yo simplemente no puede hacerlo solo
No puedo hacerlo solo,
No puedo hacerlo solo,
No, no puede hacerlo solo

¡Oh, no, no, no estoy impresionado con usted,
Las bebidas de color rosa que parecen sacar lo mejor de ti,
Roca tarde y dormir hasta que el sol se pone

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