Perdón señor
Miguel Bosé
Sorry, Sir
Sir, do you know
That I love your daughter
I’m done hiding and lying
I’m fed up
I’ll play it straight from now on
And if you want, I can be your friend
Sir, please
Don’t give me that look
If I say we make love
She’s old enough
And her life is hers, only hers
Sir
I’m asking for your help and for you to understand
Don’t take it the wrong way
Sorry, sir
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Sir.
