La Historia de La Mosca y La Araña
De La Gran Piñata
The Story of The Fly and The Spider
Legs like vines
Tough look like yesterday's bread
Smile carved out of wood for anyone who wanted to see it
Frozen little hands, cold little feet like winter
Anyone who doesn't know how to hug her
Will spend the night in hell
Starts dodging notes by moving her head
And then beauty
Clings to her wasp-like waist
(Sparks abound)
Such pretty lights, shining so beautifully
You're so good at blackouts
Such nice nails, congrats man
Soon you'll be a great lion
Breath of fresh grass
And a fool gets tangled in her eyelashes
It's not surprising that it seems
The story of the fly and the spider
Dodges notes again by moving her head
And then beauty
Clings to her wasp-like waist
(Sparks abound)
