Azuquita Pa'l Café

How inspired the creator was when he made woman
Oh, how good it was that he asked her to let herself be loved
And brought the world that honey, that must be her name
And he gave men sugar for the coffee

What, what, what was it, what was it
Sugar for the coffee
What, what, what was it, what was it
Sugar for the coffee

And what a beautiful variety, so much to choose from
And I don't care which one, as long as it's a woman
And there's no gold or diamond that compares to her love
There the bravest, the prettiest, and the best surrender

What, what, what was it, what was it
The prettiest and the best
What, what, what was it, what was it
The prettiest and the best

From Adam's rib, God made woman
And he gave men a little bone to gnaw on
How delicious it is to be cold and snuggle up to a woman
How good the scoundrel is when she lets herself be loved

What, what, what was it, what was it
When she lets herself be loved
What, but what, what, what, say what it was
When she lets herself be loved

How you like it, sugar for the coffee
Honey, that must be her name
Because they sweeten men with their love
How you like it, sugar for the coffee
Whoever has one should take good care of her
If you have a store, you must attend to it
How you like it, sugar for the coffee
Oh, because whoever doesn't attend to her store
Can lose it, lose it
How you like it, sugar for the coffee
When the evening languishes
The shadow of the coffee grinder is reborn
How you like it, sugar for the coffee
I, I want them to give her, give her, give her
Sugar, give her, give her, give her

How you like it, sugar for the coffee
How you like it, sugar, sugar