Coger no es amor

This loaded night,
With donut balls I go out to hunt.
A lot of pig fat
Runs in my veins,
Bestial energy.
Although you want
To wash your original perfume,
I have a sensitive nose,
To the vaginal fragrance.
I will discover you...
I will find you...
I will seduce you...
I will nail you...
My perfect nets,
Invisible, will trap you,
And a tissue of drool,
Acid crust, will hood you.
Bait words
Will attract your opinion,
The rudest thing for tonight
Is not being able to have sex.
I will irritate you...
I will undermine you...
I will drool on you...
I will torment you...
And I'm not to blame
That you still think that love
Involves absurd procedures
Of frivolous seduction.
Romanticism
Is the same flower with which they will watch over you.
Do you want me to keep talking?
Or... take off your clothes now!
I will smell you...
I will suck you...
I will lick you...
And I will eat you...
And the herd of people
Who still think like you
Deserves no consideration at all.
And I'm not afraid to lick
Your repugnant morals,
No one has been so close...
to making love to you.
Sex is not love... it's much better!
Sex is not love... it's much better!
Sex is not love... it's much better!
Sex is not love... it's much better!
Much better, much better...
Much better, but... much better!
Much better,
Much better,
Much better,
Having sex is... Much better!