El Busero

5:30 in the morning, I get up from bed
I go with a lump of fear and a fire in my throat

7:00 Let's go loose!
A dose of food
A coke, a sweet bread, and a royal

Oh mommy, move to the middle
They get off, they get on
That guy, oh, he left without paying

It's empty, step in
And bring change, please
Three fit in that seat
And there are two rows for two
Step in, Dippsa, Carrizal
Get off at Las Brisas or El Central
And hold on tight because we're going to speed

That guy comes rolled up
Come sit next to him
A race at this hour isn't bad

We have to give him a good beating
To that jerk who at night
Went against traffic and screwed us over

It's empty, step in
And bring change, please
Three fit in that seat
And there are two rows for two
Step in, Dippsa, Carrizal
Get off at Las Brisas or El Central
And hold on tight because we're going to speed

And now I'm really beat
I don't even have enough for the eighth
And just for messing around, I'm marked
Even the, no way, has left me

I better go to the shack
Before having to answer
To the life that passed me by
To the life that passed me by
That passed me by inside a damn bus

It's empty, step in
And bring change, please
Three fit in that seat
And there are two rows for two
Step in, Dippsa, Carrizal
Get off at Las Brisas or El Central
And hold on tight because we're going to speed

And hold on tight because we're going to speed
And hold on tight because we're going to speed!

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