El Pastor Aleman

There are phrases that are very true
And others are not entirely
Like they say about men
The best friend is the dog
I trusted the saying
But didn't find trust in my confinement...

Some time ago I found
A poor dog on the street
Full of fleas and hungry
Who started crying when he saw me
I gave him a check-up
He was a German Shepherd...

Since he was a puppy
He showed he was refined and educated
He was so intelligent
That he served the market
To clean my glasses
He was the most suitable...

Some clients from Chicago
Liked my dog
And they swapped him
As a gift for a general
In exchange, they assigned me
A whole arsenal...

(And up the ranch, buddy Joel
Sing beautifully, old man here)
(And up caliber 50, buddy
And go for it, my chuy)

Time flew by
And I kept soaring
My power was so great
That no one could stop me
But my charm ended
At the Nogales border...

With my passport in hand
They sent me to be checked
Where I was amazed
When I saw who was going to sniff around
The decorated dog
Was the German Shepherd...

I approached him, showed him affection
Told him how nice it was to see him
Now act like you don't know me
Leaving me with those packages
But the ungrateful dog
Snitched on me to the agents...

They confiscated my things
While the dog barked
As if playing tough
Seeing me getting handcuffed
Trust kills the man
The most accurate phrase.