House Of Balloons / Glass Table Girls
By The Weeknd
2012
6:45
Official Music Video
House Of Balloons / Glass Table Girls by The Weeknd
Lyrics & Translation
English
[Part I: House of Balloons]
Uh, oh, ay, yeah, yeah
Been on another level since you came, no more pain
You look into my eyes, you can't recognize my face
You're in my world now, you can stay, you can stay
But you belong to me, ooh, you belong to me
If it hurts to breathe, open a window (Woo-ooh)
Oh, your mind wants to leave (Leave), but you can't go
Oh, this is a happy house (A happy house)
We're happy here (We're happy here)
In a happy house
Oh this is fun, fun, fun, fun
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Music got you lost
Nights pass so much quicker than the days did
Same clothes, you ain't ready for your day shift
This place will burn you up
But, baby, it's okay, them my niggas next door
And they working in the trap, so get naughty if you want
So don't blame it on me that you didn't call your home
So don't blame it on me, girl, 'cause you wanted to have fun
If it hurts (Woo) to breathe
Open a window (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, your mind wants to leave but you can't go (Ooh)
This is a happy house
We're happy here in a happy house
Oh this is fun, fun, fun, fun (This is fun)
Fun, fun, fun, fun (This is fun to me)
Fun, fun, fun, fun (Ooh)
[Part II: Glass Table Girls]
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 7
Two puffs for the lady who be down for that
Whatever, together
Bring your own stash of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, taste it
Then watch us chase it
With a handful of pills, no chasers
Jaw clenching on some super-sized papers
And she bad and her head bad
Escaping, her van is a Wonderland
And it's half past six
Read skies 'cause time don't exist
But when the stars shine back to the crib
Superstar lines back at the crib
And we can test out the tables
We got some brand new tables
All glass and it's four feet wide
But it's a must to get us ten feet high
She give me sex in a handbag
I get her wetter than a wet nap
And no closed doors
So I listen to her moans echo
"I heard he do drugs now"
You heard wrong, I been on it for a minute
We just never act a fool, that's just how we fuckin' live it
And when we act a fool, it's probably 'cause we mixed it
Yeah, I'm always on that okey dokey
Them white boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O know the deal, he the one who showed me
Watch me ride this fucking beat like he fuckin' told me
"Is that your girl, what's her fucking story?"
"She kinda bad but she ride it like a fucking pony"
I cut down on her man, be her fuckin' story
Yeah, I'm talking 'bout you, man, get to know me
Ain't no offense, though, I promise you
If you a real man, dude, you gon' decide the truth
But I'm a nice dude with some nice dreams
And we could turn this to a nightmare: Elm Street
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I'm so gone, so gone
Bring out the glass tables (Ooh, ooh)
Bring the 707 out
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I'm so gone, so gone
Bring out the glass tables (Ooh, ooh)
Bring the 707 out
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I'm so gone, so gone
Bring out the glass tables (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) (Ooh, ooh)
Bring the 707 out
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I'm so gone, so gone
Bring out the glass tables
Bring the 707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Bring the 707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Bring the 707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Ooh, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of House Of Balloons / Glass Table Girls by The Weeknd
House Of Balloons / Glass Table Girls* (original The Weeknd)
[Part I: House of Balloons]
Uh, oh, ay, yeah, yeah
Been on another level since you came, no more pain
You look into my eyes, you can't recognize my face
You're in my world now, you can stay, you can stay
But you belong to me, ooh, you belong to me
If it hurts to breathe, open a window (Woo-ooh)
Oh, your mind wants to leave (Leave), but you can't go
Oh, this is a happy house (A happy house)
We're happy here (We're happy here)
In a happy house
Oh this is fun, fun, fun, fun
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Music got you lost
Nights pass so much quicker than the days did
Same clothes, you ain't ready for your day shift
This place will burn you up
But, baby, it's okay, them my niggas next door
And they working in the trap, so get naughty if you want
So don't blame it on me that you didn't call your home
So don't blame it on me, girl, 'cause you wanted to have fun
If it hurts (Woo) to breathe
Open a window (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, your mind wants to leave but you can't go (Ooh)
This is a happy house
We're happy here in a happy house
Oh this is fun, fun, fun, fun (This is fun)
Fun, fun, fun, fun (This is fun to me)
Fun, fun, fun, fun (Ooh)
[Part II: Glass Table Girls]
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 7
Two puffs for the lady who be down for that
Whatever, together
Bring your own stash of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, taste it
Then watch us chase it
With a handful of pills, no chasers
Jaw clenching on some super-sized papers
And she bad and her head bad
Escaping, her van is a Wonderland
And it's half past six
Read skies 'cause time don't exist
But when the stars shine back to the crib
Superstar lines back at the crib
And we can test out the tables
We got some brand new tables
All glass and it's four feet wide
But it's a must to get us ten feet high
She give me sex in a handbag
I get her wetter than a wet nap
And no closed doors
So I listen to her moans echo
"I heard he do drugs now"
You heard wrong, I been on it for a minute
We just never act a fool, that's just how we fuckin' live it
And when we act a fool, it's probably 'cause we mixed it
Yeah, I'm always on that okey dokey
Them white boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O know the deal, he the one who showed me
Watch me ride this fucking beat like he fuckin' told me
"Is that your girl, what's her fucking story?"
"She kinda bad but she ride it like a fucking pony"
I cut down on her man, be her fuckin' story
Yeah, I'm talking 'bout you, man, get to know me
Ain't no offense, though, I promise you
If you a real man, dude, you gon' decide the truth
But I'm a nice dude with some nice dreams
And we could turn this to a nightmare: Elm Street
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I'm so gone, so gone
Bring out the glass tables (Ooh, ooh)
Bring the 707 out
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I'm so gone, so gone
Bring out the glass tables (Ooh, ooh)
Bring the 707 out
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I'm so gone, so gone
Bring out the glass tables (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) (Ooh, ooh)
Bring the 707 out
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I'm so gone, so gone
Bring out the glass tables
Bring the 707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Bring the 707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Bring the 707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Ooh, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
House Of Balloons / Glass Table Girls (traducción LyricVerse Team)
[Part I: House of Balloons]
Uh, oh, ay, sí, sí
He estado en otro nivel desde que llegaste, no más dolor
Miras mis ojos, no puedes reconocer mi cara
Estás en mi mundo ahora, puedes quedarte, puedes quedarte
Pero me perteneces, ooh, me perteneces
Si duele respirar, abre una ventana (Woo-ooh)
Oh, tu mente quiere irse (Irse), pero no puedes irte
Oh, esta es una casa feliz (Una casa feliz)
Somos felices aquí (Somos felices aquí)
En una casa feliz
Oh esto es diversión, diversión, diversión, diversión
Diversión, diversión, diversión, diversión
Diversión, diversión, diversión, diversión
La música te perdió
Las noches pasan mucho más rápido de lo que lo hacían los días
La misma ropa, no estás lista para tu turno de día
Este lugar te consumirá
Pero, nena, está bien, esos son mis negros de al lado
Y están trabajando en la trampa, así que pórtate mal si quieres
Así que no me culpes a mí de que no llamaste a tu casa
Así que no me culpes a mí, chica, porque querías divertirte
Si duele (Woo) respirar
Abre una ventana (Sí, sí, sí)
Oh, tu mente quiere irse pero no puedes irte (Ooh)
Esta es una casa feliz
Somos felices aquí en una casa feliz
Oh esto es diversión, diversión, diversión, diversión (Esto es diversión)
Diversión, diversión, diversión, diversión (Esto es divertido para mí)
Diversión, diversión, diversión, diversión (Ooh)
[Part II: Glass Table Girls]
Saca el 707
Saca el 707
Saca el 707
Saca el 707
Saca el 707
Saca el 7
Dos caladas para la dama que está dispuesta a eso
Lo que sea, juntos
Trae tu propio alijo de lo mejor, intercámbialo
Enrolla un dub, quema un dub, tose un dub, pruébalo
Luego míranos perseguirlo
Con un puñado de pastillas, sin acompañamiento
Mandíbula apretada con papeles de tamaño gigante
Y ella es mala y su cabeza es mala
Escapando, su furgoneta es un País de las Maravillas
Y son las seis y media
Lee los cielos porque el tiempo no existe
Pero cuando las estrellas brillan de vuelta a la cuna
Líneas de superestrella de vuelta en la cuna
Y podemos probar las mesas
Tenemos mesas nuevas
Todo de cristal y tiene cuatro pies de ancho
Pero es imprescindible para ponernos a diez pies de altura
Ella me da sexo en un bolso
La mojo más que una toallita húmeda
Y sin puertas cerradas
Así que escucho sus gemidos hacer eco
"Oí que ahora consume drogas"
Oíste mal, llevo un minuto en ello
Simplemente nunca hacemos el tonto, así es como lo vivimos
Y cuando hacemos el tonto, es probablemente porque lo mezclamos
Sí, siempre estoy en esa onda
Esos chicos blancos saben el trato, no hay ningún maldito farsante
Big O sabe el trato, él fue quien me enseñó
Mírame cabalgar este maldito ritmo como él me dijo
¿Es esa tu chica, cuál es su maldita historia?
Es algo mala pero lo cabalga como un maldito poni
Yo le quité a su hombre, esa es su maldita historia
Sí, estoy hablando de ti, hombre, conóceme
Sin ofender, eso sí, te lo prometo
Si eres un hombre de verdad, tío, vas a decidir la verdad
Pero soy un tipo agradable con sueños agradables
Y podríamos convertir esto en una pesadilla: Elm Street
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Estoy tan ido, tan ido
Saca las mesas de cristal (Ooh, ooh)
Saca el 707
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Estoy tan ido, tan ido
Saca las mesas de cristal (Ooh, ooh)
Saca el 707
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Estoy tan ido, tan ido
Saca las mesas de cristal (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) (Ooh, ooh)
Saca el 707
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Estoy tan ido, tan ido
Saca las mesas de cristal
Saca el 707 (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Saca el 707 (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Saca el 707 (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Ooh, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
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