Baile de Los Pobres

I don't have much money, but I have copper
Here we dance like the poor (x2)

Mesiel here comes your Robin Hood
To sink the balls in the holes like Tigger Woods
You are high class, I'm low class
You dress in silk, and I in straw
We complement each other like lovers
You drink distilled water, I water with microbes
You live it easy, and I struggle
You sweat perfume, I sweat work
You have a driver, I walk on foot
You eat steak, and I canned meat

Our resemblance is microscopic
But for you I melt like a gringo in the tropics
Stick to me, you won't get contaminated
And with a little kiss we'll get the swine flu

You don't need money to move
You need vibes and horny music
Horny music, ho-ho-horny

I don't have much money, but I have copper
Horny music, ho-ho-horny
I don't have much money, but I have copper
Here we dance like the poor

We dance without tablecloth, without cutlery, without tray
Eager to devour the partner
We dance close like bachata, without suit and tie
Intoxicating neurons with cheap vodka

White, yellow, or mulatto
Dancing to any boom boom
Let go of the piñata
The good thing about being poor at the end of the day
Is that no one robs us because we have nothing!!

Squeezed in like a can of sardines
Grabbing buttocks because the tip is included
They say you're the queen of all rose gardens
But today I'm going to lower you 4 social classes
Warm like a baker's bread
Sweeping the floor with your backside
All the fat moves to the terrace
I want you to do what you can't do at home

You don't need money to move
You need vibes and horny music
Horny music, ho-ho-horny
I don't have much money, but I have copper
Here we dance like the poor
Horny music, ho-ho-horny
I don't have much money, but I have copper
Here we dance like the poor
Horny music, ho-ho-horny
I don't have much money, but I have copper
Here we dance like the poor

You have me flying in the air
As if I were floating underwater
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like,
As if I were floating underwater (X2)