Story Behind The Song
To get a genuine Latin brass sound I employed Frank Grillo in Venezuela to play and arrange the trumpet part.
Song Description
Latin style pop.
| Song Length |
3:22 |
Genre |
Latin - General, Pop - General |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Similar Artists |
Gloria Estefan |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
He walks down the hotel stairs
Impossible to miss
The world has changed
It's rearranged
He blows a little kiss
He boards his private plane
They say it was a gift
A world so strange
Nothing remains
But continental drift
He's impossible
Impossible to meet
He's impossible
Impossibly discreet
He's got airs and graces
You would never believe
He's got a way to deceive
He lives in a private space
I could never interfere
He just leaves without a trace
He'll never let me near
I could follow in his steps
If I were so inclined
All my secrets he has kept
Then leaves me far behind
He's impossible
Impossible to meet
He's impossible
He'd pass you on the street
He's got airs and graces
You would never believe
He's got a way to deceive
He can't find a way
No, he can't find a way to change at all.