Prefiero culpar al destino de dividir los caminos Y de no volver a verte (Verte; oh, oh) De levantarme y no tenerte (No tenerte; oh, oh) La culpa es de mi mala suerte (Suerte) Siempre puse de mi parte (Parte) Pero, prefiero engañarme (-me) No todo es color de rosa Yo ahora culpo otra' cosa' porque nunca quiero odiarte (Odiarte) Ya tú sabes que (Eh) Lo más probable es que no me vuelvas a ver (Oah) Y ahora sé que tú sabes que (Uah) El dolor que yo siento lo sientes también Baby, ahora que ya sabes que (Eh) Lo más probable es que no me vuelvas a ver (Eh) Y ahora sé que tú sabes que (Uah) El dolor que yo siento lo sientes también ¿Quién fue el que dijo que lo' hombres nunca pueden llorar? ¿Y cómo lo celo si mi miedo es verte marchar? 'Toy buscando un culpable y el tiempo se me va Y lo que algún día fue, ya más nunca lo será (Oah) ¿Quién fue el que dijo que lo' hombres nunca pueden llorar? ¿Y cómo lo celo si mi miedo es verte marchar? 'Toy buscando un culpable y el tiempo se me va Y lo que algún día fue, ya más nunca lo será (Oah) Por fin tenemo' algo en común Y e' que ya tú no me quiere' y yo no te quiero tampoco (-poco) Este mundo es como de loco' (Loco') En vez de amar, prefieren el corazón roto (Uah) Y mi madre dijo que yo no he perdi'o a nadie Que tú fuiste la que a mí me perdiste El amor es como un chiste (Como un chiste) Ganaste un Oscar con ese papel que hiciste (Uah) Y la vida te da sorpresa' (Uah) Eres un tumor adentro 'e mi cabeza (Uah) Reconstruirme ya no me intresa' Porque faltan piezas del rompecabeza' Y la vida te da sorpresa' Eres un tumor adentro 'e mi cabeza (Uah) Reconstruirme ya no me intresa' Porque faltan piezas del rompecabeza' (Uah) Ya tú sabes que (Eh) Lo más probable es que no me vuelvas a ver (Oah) Y ahora sé que tú sabes que (Uah) El dolor que yo siento lo sientes también Baby, ahora que ya sabes que (Eh) Lo más probable esque no me vuelvas a ver (Eh) Y ahora sé que tú sabes que (Uah) El dolor que yo siento lo sientes también (Baby, yeh) Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, ah Bebé, bebé Anuel No sé a qué le tengo más miedo Si volverte a ver O no volverte a ver más nunca Uah Real Hasta La Muerte, bebecita

Sigo buscando una sonrisa de repente en un bar Una calada de algo que me pueda colocar Una película que consiga hacerme llorar, ajá Cambiar un "no me creo nada" por "te quiero, chaval" Cualquier excusa, una chorrada es buena para brindar Soltar en una carcajada todo el aire y después respirar Sentirme como una colilla entre unos labios al fumar Colgarme de cualquiera que le guste trasnochar Qué inoportuno fue decirte: "me tengo que largar" Pero qué bien estoy ahora No quiero volver a hablar De princesas que buscan Tipos que coleccionar A los pies de su cama Eres algo que he olvidado ya Ando silbando, me paro con la gente a charlar Me tomo algo, sonrío y me lo vuelvo a tomar Escucho música y me pongo a bailar Sigo flipando cuando veo mi cara en el As Últimamente las cosas cambian cada vez más A veces pienso que algo malo viene detrás Me siento como una colilla entre unos labios al fumar Me cuelgo de cualquiera que le guste trasnochar Qué inoportuno fue decirte: "me tengo que largar" Pero qué bien estoy ahora No quiero volver a hablar De princesas que buscan Tipos que coleccionar A los pies de su cama Eres algo... No quiero volver a hablar De princesas que buscan Tipos que coleccionar A los pies de su cama Eres algo que he olvidado ya Sigo buscando una sonrisa de repente en un bar Una calada de algo que me pueda colocar Una película que consiga hacerme llorar De princesas que buscan Tipos que coleccionar A los pies de su cama Eres algo... No quiero volver a hablar De princesas que buscan Tipos que coleccionar A los pies de su cama Eres algo que he olvidado ya

They're there for your first year, they give you your first beer When you get your heart broke, they're there for your worst year Don't get you at all, but your apple don't fall too far from 'em They own too much wicker and drink too much liquor You'd wash your hands of them, but blood's always thicker You might look just like 'em; that don't mean you're like 'em But you love 'em Family is family, in church or in prison You get what you get, and you don't get to pick 'em They might smoke like chimneys, but give you their kidneys Yeah, friends come in handy, but family is family They're there when you're married, divorced and remarried You fall out of touch, but then someone gets buried And you're right back together like no time has ever gone by Can't live with or without 'em; you might talk about 'em But if someone else does, well, then you'll knock 'em out 'cause When it's all said and done, they're the only ones that you got Family is family, in church or in prison You get what you get, and you don't get to pick 'em They might smoke like chimneys, but give you their kidneys Yeah, friends come in handy, but family is family Yeah, family is funny, they'll ask you for money Even though they know you ain't got no money They show up at Christmas, get up in your business They might not be fancy, but family is family You might look just like 'em; that don't mean you're like 'em But you love 'em

Louis: It seems today, that all you see is violence in movies, and sex on T. V. Peter: But where are those good old-fashioned values, on which we used to rely? Brian: It used to be, a big time star was elegant as Garbo, or Hedy Lamarr. Stewie: But now we get whores like Jenny Lopez, you want to curl up and die. Lucky theres a Family Guy. Lucky theres a man who positively can do all the things that make us- Stewie: Laugh and cry! Hes a Family Guy! Louis: When I was young, the songs were fair, with Mister Johnny Mathis, and Sonny and Cher. Peter: But now we get Justin Timber-homo. Louis: A heartache all gone awry! Brian: The classic films were works of arts, the images were graceful, the stories were smart. Stewie: But now we get Matrix Revolution, Im sorry I know this doesnt rhyme, but what the hell were you Wachowski Brothers thinking?! Lucky theres a family guy, lucky theres a fella, sweeter than vanilla, wholesome as a piece of- Stewie: Apple Pie! Hes a family guy! Lois: His smiles a simple delight. Chris: He lets me see the boobies on the internet sites. Lois: Peter! Meg: He bought me my cute little hat. Brian: Yeah we should have a talk about that. About that! And his hat! Brian: Hes mastered the comedy arts. Stewie: He says, Look out, Hiroshima! Then casually farts. (fart sound effect) Lois: Hes loaded with sexy appeal. Peter: And best of all my titties are real. Have a feel! Brian: No thank you. Stewie: I gave it the office. Lois: The Brady Bunch has got their Mike and pretty Laura Petrie has Dicky Van Dyke. But who around here could fill those loafers? But heres a happy reply. Lucky theres a family guy. Lucky theres a man who positively can do all the thing that make us- Stewie: Laugh and Cry! Hes a Family Guy! Hes a Family Guy!!! Lois: Oh My! Thank you very much! What a welcome. Peter: I am gunna buy each and every one of you a beer after the show. Whoa, whoa, whoa! Im kidding for Christs sake, Im not serious. Thats expensive! Look, just the fact that I came up with the idea should tell you Im generous; I shouldnt actually have to spend any money. Meg: Uh, can we turn the spotlight down a bit? Brian: Yeah, it is a little bright. Stewie: You know Brian, I- I just noticed something. With that light shining on you from that angle, you look a lot like Jamie Farr. Brian: Yeah, youve told me that before and uh, its interesting, because Im thinking you look a lot like Britney Spears. Stewie: Really?! How so? Brian: Well, you- you got that thing going on with your eyes like Britney does. You know where You know how her eyes are just like a hair too far apart? Uh, a- a- almost like there was some immediate post-birth surgery that should have been done but it was the south, so they didnt have the medical technology. Stewie: Oh, I see. Chris: Mom! Lois: Yes honey? Chris: I have a wedgie. Lois: Chris, honey, wait until the intermission. Then you can fix it. Peter: Well, we got a lot of fun stuff lined up here tonight. We got music, we got comedy, we got behind the scenes crap from the show. Lois: Thats right! For example, not a lot of people know this, but in one episode of the show there was a flashback of Brian when he was a puppy. Now, they couldnt find a puppy who looked enough like him, so they actually built a dog suit for the scene, and the actor of inside the suit was Raven- Symoné, who was Olivia on the Cosby show. Brian: Fascinating bit of trivia. Peter: All right, okay, I got one for ya. You know the sound stage where we shoot Family Guy is the same stage where they shot the Golden Girls back in the 80s, right? Now one of the stage hands was telling me a- a pretty intense story. I guess there was one night when they were all ready to shoot, and uh, the audience was waiting. And uh, nobody could find Bea Arthur. So everybodys freaking out and uh, then one of the producers runs in and says Cancel the show tonight. Bea Arthurs in jail! Lois: Oh My God! Peter: Yeah. Apparently she had a little too much to drink before the show and uh, they found her standing on the street corner, exposing her penis to traffic. Brian: Oh My God! Meg: Ew! Thats Disgusting! Peter: Can you believe that? Brian: Wait a minute. How the hell can Bea Arthur have a penis? Peter: Eh, special permit. Stewie: I say, what is it with these actors? Theyre perfectly normal people in civilian life and then they come out to Hollywood and just go fucking berserk. Brian: You gotta watch your language, kid. Stewie: Oh, its a record album for Gods sake. Lets cut loose a bit. Chris: Nipples! Hehe. Stewie: Perfect example. Although I must say I am amazed at the language you can get away with on television these days. I- I was watching Law and Order the other night and I swear to god, I heard someone use the word balls. And I thought to myself, My God, that- that Dick Wolf just does whatever he damn well pleases, doesnt he? Bringing words like balls into Americas living rooms. I wonder how hed like it if I just walked into his living room a- and use the word balls. Brian: Uh I think that would be breaking and entering. Lois: You know, I am so glad they allowed us to bring Stewie this evening. The last show we did we had to leave him at home. They didnt allow babies in the theater. Brian: Well of course. People wanted to be able to enjoy the show Stewie: I am a show you lack-witted beetle head! Ugh! Oh what a night that was. My babysitter was a total bitch. Lois: Stewie! Thats very rude. Especially since your babysitter is here tonight. Ladies and gentlemen, Ms. Hailey Duff. Hailey Duff: Hi Mr. And Mrs. Griffin Peter: Howre ya, sweetheart? Lois: So was it really that bad babysitting Stewie? Hailey Duff: You want the truth? Well, okay. So after you and Peter left for dinner, I- No. Wait a minute. Lets tell this story right. Please.