El corazón se pone bruto

A nanananananana
Ay ay ay ay
Let's go

Even though in love the brain may be cunning
The heart gets rough, gets rough, gets rough
Ow ow ow ow
Even though in love the brain may be cunning
The heart gets rough, gets rough, gets rough
Ow ow ow ow

He arrives at the club, the most sought after
He makes the ladies look the other way (uh)
The tough guy, the most stylish little monkey
With a well-stuffed wallet
A hysterical crazy girl with her blade
Watches him from a corner
From the northern area
Impressed by his style
And his heavy Cartier watch
That weighs more than a kilo
His brain tells him to take it easy, girl
Watch out for the players, for the smooth talkers
But the heart is another story
It tells him to go for it, look at that beautiful face
The cutie looks at her
Pulls out his Blackberry, asks for her number
And thinks to himself, this is a shorty
He sets up a date with the lady
He looks for her and from that date a baby is born (phew)
Hey, one little thing
Didn't you know that guy has a wife?
And this little brain was telling him
But the heart was sinking her into fantasy

Even though in love the brain may be cunning
The heart gets rough, gets rough, gets rough
Ow ow ow ow
Even though in love the brain may be cunning
The heart gets rough, gets rough, gets rough

Sunday at the beach, a stunning girl arrives
Heartbreaker, fiery
Wearing a red bikini, her body shines
If she goes to a funeral home, a dead man will rise
That's the life in that area
You see her walking straight towards you
She hides the belly, sticks out her chest
Flexes her arm
Walks pretty and tall
With a manly voice, she says good morning, lady
Shorty, do you wanna
A thousand and one things
Stop, don't rush into bed, her brain shouted
In the middle of all the drama
But now her heart asks for spice
Wants a bomb to the beat
Asks for reggaeton, asks for company
In that elastic bed
The action arrives but the condom breaks
And just like that, from being mature and cool
She has a secret that has no cure
Mr. Adventure and the damage is done
S, the I, the D, and the A

Even though in love the brain may be cunning
The heart gets rough, gets rough, gets rough
Ow ow ow ow
Even though in love the brain may be cunning
The heart gets rough, gets rough, gets rough
Ow ow ow ow

My mom used to say not everything that glitters is gold
My heart, my treasure
My dad warned that sex and fame aren't everything
My heart, my treasure
My mom used to say not everything that glitters is gold
My heart, my treasure
My dad warned that sex and fame aren't everything.