A mi pequeña María

It was Maria, the sluttiest drag queen in town,
by far, the most beautiful woman. (Repeat)
And I was just a neighborhood kid, that's right,
the worst troublemaker on the streets.
We met at the police station,
if God made us, the cops brought us together.
Your habit of doing it anywhere,
behind bars, in the elevator.
Days that end, there are black lights in the night,
there are black lights in the night, there are black lights
in the night, they say that star, is the
red lipstick from your lips.
You were so inspired in the confessional,
because even a whore, you were always very holy.
In an ATM without a card, under the table and on the train,
by the sea on a boat in the estuary.
You disappeared without saying goodbye,
that was your style, I always liked it.
They tell me you're no longer in this world,
behind bars, in the elevator.
Days that end, there are black lights in the night,
there are black lights in the night, there are black lights
in the night, they say that star, is the
red lipstick from your lips.
Days that end...