Mírenme

Look at me, yes, yes, I've arrived, here I am
Look at me, the wait is over
Look at me, I know I'm the best
Look at me, love me, touch me, it's me, it's me.

Let everyone look, admire you and sigh, as they see you pass by they expire
Your desire is for them to envy your slender figure and not forget
When they warm up in Morpheus' arms, how ugly,
how obvious your brain is like that of a microbe

Your body craves, the journey of another day, idiot
if your presence is not noticed, it's another defeat
put on the Versace, the Gucci belt, style your hair nicely
but the monkey, even dressed in silk, remains a monkey
It's all the same if Al Qaeda sees it

Maybe it's that trauma that incites you to show off
you think you're part of it, discard the rest
that your face is art, you feel like a February 29
and you're just another ash in the ashtray

Look at me, yes, yes, I've arrived, here I am
Look at me, the wait is over
Look at me, I know I'm the best
Look at me, love me, touch me, it's me, it's me.

King of the disco, dancing without fear of tearing a meniscus "ha"
from staring at you so much, everyone will go cross-eyed
even the obelisk is kneeling and you're enjoying it
like a tax evader
What do you think? Does the party end when you leave?

Your neuron is illiterate, silly, plug in another amphetamine, fake
to stop eating, lose weight and make yourself seen
with your carefully crafted silhouette, just laugh at a "nerd" for fun
and be careful that someone doesn't give you the evil eye just to mess with you

Always thinking you're being filmed with a FUJI
you look tough like Marlon Brando and you're soft like sushi
neither Buddhism nor Islam, your religion is Glam
but you're a clone and your life is pure spam

Look at me, yes, yes, I've arrived, here I am
Look at me, the wait is over
Look at me, I know I'm the best
Look at me, love me, touch me, it's me, it's me.

You're the scholarship recipient, from a course for the delayed
and you look like a model all photoshopped, enhanced
and to get attention, your ringtone sounds
and you think Plato is a millionaire
Dinosaur brains, LIKE A ROLLING STONES

Your motorcycle makes noise and you fix the exhaust
so when you arrive it sounds like an earthquake
You have a Honda and say "it's a Harley, like the comet"
you lack leather, puppy, you smoke a joint and feel like Bob Marley

You go to the doctor if a spontaneous pimple appears on your face,
and what's full of pus is your skull
Although deep down you're pathetic, and no one pays attention to you
Like Dorian Gray, appearance is your law, and not even your pet loves you.

Look at me, yes, yes, I've arrived, here I am
Look at me, the wait is over
Look at me, I know I'm the best
Look at me, love me, touch me, it's me, it's me, it's me, it's me.