Atenti pebeta
Celedonio Flores
Watch out, babe
When you're on the sidewalk and a tough guy checks you out,
just act cool and don't give yourself away;
don't let him know you're ready for the first shot of the lasso
and that for a couple of well-dressed guys you'd lose yourself.
When you come downtown, walk looking at the ground,
dragging your heels and leaning against the wall,
as if you had no more hopes or comfort,
because otherwise, the fools say you've gone bad.
If you see some fake gloves, ditch them!;
ditch a couple of gaiters too!
Ignore those overcoats with fourteen eyelets
because you'll lose out;
ignore those little fourteen-line mustaches
that instead of a mustache are a fishing line...
watch out, babe!, follow my advice:
I'm an old fox and I care about you.
Hitch up your skirt to show your ankle,
let your hair grow and wear a nice bun,
get yourself a corset with rivets and screws
and say goodbye to dust, cream, and lipstick.
Have some milk with ladyfingers or chocolate with churros,
even if you're in the vermouth moment.
Then get yourself a handkerchief and, catching the first jerk,
make him lose his health over thwarted loves.
