Qué Mala Suerte

When I met you
I invited you out:
Let's go to the party
Of a friend
There's a lot of booze
And a lot of noise.
A guy teased me
And got punched,
I got kicked out of the party
And I was left without a girl
And without beer.
After a while, I started walking
In search of a bar,
And soon I found it
And I drank more than ten beers.
Through the bar's window
I see my girl and my friend passing by
Heading straight to that hotel
That is in front of this bar.
I ask the waiter for the bill
I don't have enough to pay
I try to take off
And I end up at the police station.
What bad luck I have
That I couldn't hook up with that girl
My friend screwed her!
And I'm at the police station
What bad luck I have
And I'm at the police station
What bad luck I have
And I'm at the police station
What bad luck I have
What bad luck you have.