El Dengue de Tu Amor

Now she says she doesn't love me
also says she forgot about me
the blame is on the damn dengue
that came and messed me up.

Now she's acting all moody
won't even let me touch her
headaches and other things
and she asks me to leave her alone.

But since I'm stubborn
I had nothing to do with that
she said, 'alright, step aside'
my bones are all hurting.

The dengue attacked her heart
won't let her fall in love
the dengue attacked her beautiful love
won't let it work
the dengue even attacked her reason
won't let her think straight
the dengue attacked her whole being
but that's what she gets for not letting go.

In the months of June and July
the woman got mad at me
but I was almost sure
that in August she could come around.

On the eighth day of September
her true love's birthday
she handed it to me on a silver platter
saying, 'here, take it, I'm feeling better now.'

Now I wait for the month of December
to give you your little Christmas bonus
tell me what you prefer the most
a girl or a boy.

What I have inside of me
is the dengue of your love
and I feel like I'm losing your love
because of the dengue of your love
my blood is now racing
because of the dengue of your love
my life lost its peace
because of the dengue of your love.