El Coche No
Def con Dos
Not the Car
I won't interrupt you if you hit my daughters.
I'll give you my savings even if you don't ask for them.
I won't get upset when you burn my house
even if I see my family burning in the flames.
Fill all my shoes with thumbtacks
and call Peru with my cordless phone.
Incinerate my bonsais with a blowtorch.
Break my vases from the Far East.
You can stone my elderly parents
take their pension and tax-exempt bonds.
Have fun torturing my wife,
leave her blind and lame if you want.
Spit on my contact lenses and on my dental prosthesis.
Infect my razors with the virus.
Pee on my pillow if you want
and sweat on Sundays with my new tracksuit.
But be careful, don't make a mistake.
Whatever you do, don't scratch my car.
No, no, not the car!
You can steal all my friends
and ridicule me in front of my children.
Appropriate my best ideas,
make them yours and expose me.
I won't blame you for ruining my career.
You finally got me lynched in the company.
Desecrate the graves of my ancestors
and draw mustaches on the photos in my album.
Tie a millstone around my neck
and make your cat eat my goldfinch.
Put sulfuric acid in my cologne bottle
and if you feel like it, cap me.
But be careful, don't make a mistake.
Whatever you do, don't scratch my car.
No, no, not the car!