La Típica

(How are they going to throw away the party there ome)
(Nothing has happened here, this is a friends party)
(What happened is that they had too many drinks, and because of the girls)
(You know, these chayanes get rowdy, but)

[Drib]
Time to philosophize, here they don't say to be or not to be
Here they say, that's a bullet or gunpowder. taxi drivers say
I'm not going there, they closed the street, it's going to be armed
The one from Troy

A marranada is a tombola, the tombos prohibit them
But they receive Christmas donations. It smells new, even
Dead people make their debut (a splash for the souls)
Don't step on my tennis shoes when you pass by, the gospel
From Juan Pachanga he says: Come to my house, multiply the fish, the wine
And the women know that the sancocho is still on the terrace

This is paradise for that, people don't rest until they see the sun
Between gifts and gifts, the recipe is two cups of nostalgia for
One of joy (I put in 20 lucas to kill this drought)
I have several dead people stuck in the trachea, flying
From here a nose, batteries with that car, it has passed three times
Pure prosecution

[Gambeta and Kaztro[
Who sees her so conceited (ha)
And last night, I danced with her
Two blocks from the billiards
They gave us twelve and
Carambola to the beyond

Who sees her so conceited (ha)
And last night, I danced with her
Two blocks from the billiards
They gave us twelve and
Carambola to the beyond

[Kaztro]
Yo, the bonuses arrived, holidays with bitter surcharges
Medal is a manger, the Saints are bigger in the houses of the poor
To buy sound equipment they pawn the television
I serve guaro, I serve as a drunk, I serve as a guaro. The season
It's burning, they even buy a hole, without a Christmas tree
It is drunk dry

In the doll's dance, it sounds sweet
Of Rodolfo and Cardboard Puppet. Everything is paid on credit, separate plan
For the police, the clown fell asleep and they unpainted him, next year we'll talk
They told the one who trusts (without case and contrary) have you already bought the incense? (Everything for the last day)
Doña Consuelo's son (they robbed him)
The silver of the custard (for buñuelo)
They will not have brought and complained, life is also a gift, but they never understood it

[Gambeta and Kaztro]
Who sees her so conceited (ha)
And last night, I danced with her
Two blocks from the billiards
They gave us twelve and
Carambola to the beyond

Who sees her so conceited (ha)
And last night, I danced with her
Two blocks from the billiards
They gave us twelve and
Carambola to the beyond

(My style of living is a December of 300 days)