Los pavos de Manolito Marquez

We got into this rock and roll thing
To have a lover in every port
And damn my dead ancestors
I don't get anything
I thought the girls
Would throw their panties at me
And what a disaster
They only throw me dirty looks

I thought I was going to get lucky
After every concert
And damn my dead ancestors
I don't get anything
I thought in every city
I would get lucky
And what a disaster
I always end up surrounded by drunks

And we go hungrier
Than Manolito Marquez's turkeys
Pecking at the train tracks
Thinking they were long, big worms