Devuelveme a Mi Chica

I'm crying in my room
Everything clouds around me
She left with a posh boy
He has a white Ford Fiesta
And a yellow sweater.

Through the park I see her pass
When they kiss, he feels terrible
I'm going to get back at that jerk
I'm going to cover his neck
With itching powder.

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Suffer, jerk, give me back my girl
Or you'll wriggle in itching powder
Suffer, jerk, give me back my girl
Or you'll wriggle in itching powder.

I burned his sweater
And he bought five or six
I'm going to wreck his car
I have it ready, I'm going tonight.

You'll never laugh at me again
I'm sorry, baby, you're going to die
You took away what I wanted most
And she'll come back to me, she'll come back someday.

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