Mamacita

She gets pretty
Every day she looks better
And so many guys hitting on her
But she tells them no

And whoever leaves her alone
Seems to have trusted
There are no more details, no more roses
No more time to make love

She dyed her hair and didn't realize
She only worries about paying the bills
She messed up so much that she lost count

What she needs
Are kisses and caresses
She doesn't ask for them daily
Just occasionally

What she needs
Is a man to tell her
That he loves her so much
She doesn't ask for much

What she needs
Is simply to be treated
Like a mamacita

Oh, oh, mamacita
Christian Nodal

What she needs
Are kisses and caresses
She doesn't ask for them daily
Just occasionally

What she needs
Is a man to tell her
That he loves her so much
She doesn't ask for much

What she needs
Is simply to be treated
Like a mamacita