Noche de Pasion
El Potro de Sinaloa
Passionate Night
Sittin' at the bar of a fancy joint
locked eyes with your bewitchin' gaze,
I offered you a drink with a smirk on my face
you accepted it flirtatiously with grace.
Smooth talkin', I won your kisses
and that same night you slept in my bed,
in the intimacy, we saw my manners
drunk but in our right minds instead.
And we said goodbye, passionate night,
the moon had gone, the sun was in sight,
You're not a one-man woman, that's clear
and I'm not a one-woman man, my dear.
And we said goodbye, passionate night,
the moon had gone, the sun was in sight,
You're not a one-man woman, that's clear
and I'm not a one-woman man, my dear.
