Vaya Faena

What a mess
I see it very bad
I swear in my life I've never seen anything like it
It's really strong, dude
The cut was deep
A little more and the slash could have been fatal

But you deserve it
For being mentally short
It would do you good to muzzle yourself
And it's better to leave it!
You two are a perfect match
Your girl is a beast and you're irrational

What a mess, what a mess
That rag
No longer takes the bait
Not even held with whales
Nor tied with chains

You're such a big mouth
That's not how it's done
Who the hell would think of it if not you
To blurt out
To your Mariví!

That you're going to leave her for a transvestite
This is surrealism
Not Dalí's
If instead of doing it to her you do it to me
I assure you, friend
Do you see the scalpel?
You won't in your damn life pee again

What a mess, what a doll
This happens to you
What a joke!
For going in dry
And pretending to be Swedish

That gay stuff is called frenzy
I don't give a damn if it's the trend in New York
My name is Federico
And I'm your doctor
Attend to me because the one who warns is not a traitor
Go to the Greek islands
With that man
I believe the idiot is already in bloom
And forget about your girl
It will be for the best
I will try to ease her pain myself

What a mess of haute couture
I'll sew up the hole
In the scrotum
If you promise me
That you'll only put it in her waist