MÓNIKA

Her name was Mónica, an exotic girl
Hot, naughty, erotic (hey)
Supposedly Catholic but she's waxed
And her pierced breast, she likes to be spit on
To be spoken to like a whore (aah)

She doesn't like it when we do it in silence
She prefers outside and me inside
During the day she behaves nicely
And at night she asks for it

And she wants me to see her after the party
Says it's the biggest she's seen
Quietly asks for punishment, I never take it off
Naughty, innocent, fair-skinned, naked, hot

She moves pretending she's pure
But I know her better when she's turned around
Pretty girl with eyes of tenderness
She likes to be thrown on the bed
And whispered to like (Shh)

Her name was Mónica, an exotic girl
Hot, naughty, erotic (hey)
Supposedly Catholic but she's waxed
And her pierced breast, she likes to be spit on
To be spoken to like a whore (aah)

Her name was Mónica, she only drinks gin with tonic
Her friend got hit, she's already toxic
She only sucks and never chews
Practice, she got it with me
That girl knows what I want
She looks richer when I see her live
A bad girl who's not from the street... She

(Her name was Mónica)
(Hot, naughty, erotic)
(Her name was Mónica)
(She likes to be spit on)