Hágame El Favor
Carlos Gardel
Do Me A Favor
Why are you bothering me as if I'm scared
That I lack the strength to be brave
It might be a mania, but I don't believe
It seems to me that I'm not that bad
Why would I take away what left on its own
Why go around poking at women's things
I was raging about another matter
He liked another thing and left
What do you want me to do? That with outbursts
I let out desperate roars
If I never had brave impulses
What do you want me to do to him? If I was born tired
For those reasons you will see me calm
Because frankly I don't give it value
If I'm not used to holding back
For a skirt, do me a favor!
I already belong to the new class
And for self-love, I live like a sultan
I always have several as reserves
To cover the lack of those who leave
