No Me Rompas Más Los Cocos
El Cuarteto de Nos
Don't Break My Coconuts Anymore
I don't know how he doesn't understand
I'm already seven years old
And I can go to the bathroom
Of men without a mother
But she is insistent
And he even washes my teeth
To show your friend
What a cute baby he gave birth to!
Baby, come here
And it's driving me crazy
Otherwise you'll see when dad comes
Don't break my coconuts anymore
When we visited the aunt
That old woman with a mustache and pimples
Who kisses me on the butt
And I feel like farting
And he teaches me catechism
Now that my mind is weak
Because he knows that when he grows up
I will not fall for that deception
Baby, you have to learn
And it's driving me crazy
Without the help of the Lord, what are you going to do?
Don't break my coconuts anymore
She doesn't let him be friends
Of the blacks nor beggars
From children of communists
Not even the mongoloid from behind
She dreams of seeing me man
In a tie and uniform
And I'm already buying it
The ballet leotard
Baby, you have to dress well
And it's driving me crazy
Otherwise the girls won't love you
Don't break my coconuts anymore
