Con La Misma Vaina

The man is the one who works
The one in charge is the woman
She’s got a trick up her sleeve
That always makes you lose
What’s the point of having cash
All those luxuries galore
If you don’t have a girl
To enjoy it all with

They say she’s the weaker sex
But she’s got nothing weak about her
Because they come into this world
Armed with their own tricks
That’s why in this world
The woman is the one in charge
But they always get what they want
With the same thing

If you buy her a car
She’ll give you the same thing
If you buy her a dress
She’ll give you the same thing
If you buy her a ring
She’ll give you the same thing
If you give her some necklaces
She’ll give you the same thing
If you give her a bracelet
She’ll give you the same thing
The day you fight with her
That’s when it all goes south

I’m a man in love
With life and its pleasures
That’s why I’m a slave
To the love of women
Look, they’ve never been lacking
For those who try to imitate
They’re gonna end up fooled
Because there’s no one like them

Women are the most beautiful
And there’s nothing like them
They are the most gorgeous
Thing God made on this earth
That’s why in this world
The woman is the one in charge
Even if they get everything
It’s always with the same thing