Todo a Cien
Fito & Fitipaldis
All to a Hundred
You can ask me for the moon, how crazy!
I'm sure I'll bring you some cheese
You can ask me for love, oh what pain!
At the price of meat, I'll settle for a kiss
You are not even the princess of this story
Not even with kisses will you turn me into a frog
There is little that I have
The gold of my time
The flower of my neurons
And of course the moon
There is little that I have
The gold of my time
The flower of my neurons
And of course the moon
And I have known for a long time that the world is not mine nor my home
I go through the rented life
About sex tourism
And if life is an orgy, I'm going for mental masturbation
