Nicolás Cage

There's no one like him
Like Nicolas Cage
She told me and left me stranded at the train station

She went to Malibu
Took the CPU
And in a rush, left me the Voodoo doll in the bathroom

She sends me messages on my phone
It's not that she's sorry
She just wants to see me suffer

I must disconnect
Have an astral trip
Or at least get a ticket to Chapadmalal

Not watch Telefe
The sundays at six
Because they always show movies with him in them

I think about her, I cry because of her, think about her again
I call her, I love her, she tells me to go to hell

Surgeon help me, I want to look like
This versatile actor made in the USA
She's been gone for a month now
And I want to see her again
Please give me his face
Please give me his skin

I know his story
And dream about him
It's not that I'm obsessed
I just miss my woman

I bought the ticket yesterday
Didn't even tell her
I'll go first class
Like Mr. Cage

Now I speak in English
They say coffee, I say yes
She will come into my arms
Which are actually his

Very much in love
We'll go to the set
Don't take more photos
Please respect me

I get distracted and have some fun (fun)
Little by little, I think I'm feeling better
Softly, so softly
I smoke and smoke, I melt, and I think

That I'm better off without you
That I'm better off without you
That I'm better off without you
That I'm better off without you
That I'm better off without you

(Nico is better than you)