El Jefe (feat. Shakira)

Shakira, Shakira
Fuerza Regida

Seven-thirty, the alarm has sounded
I feel like being in bed
But it's not possible
I take the kids at nine

The same coffee, the same kitchen
The same as always, the same routine
Another shitty day
Another day at the office

I have a shitty boss who doesn't pay me well
I arrive walking and he in a Mercedes-Benz
He has me as a recruit
The son of a bitch, yeah

You're dreaming of leaving the neighborhood
You have everything to be a millionaire
Expensive tastes, the mentality
You just need the salary

The bills pile up, being poor is garbage
Mom always told me that studying ensures everything
I studied and nothing happened, damn tough life
I work harder than a bastard, but I have less sex than a priest

What irony, what madness, this is torture
You work from sunup to sundown and don't even have a deed
They say there's no evil that lasts more than a hundred years
But there's my ex-father-in-law, who hasn't set foot in the grave

I have a shitty boss who doesn't pay me well
I arrive walking and he in a Mercedes-Benz
He has me as a recruit (they have you as a recruit)
The son of a bitch (the son of a bitch)

You're dreaming of leaving the neighborhood
You have everything to be a millionaire
Expensive tastes, the mentality
You just need the salary

You have a shitty boss who doesn't pay you well
You arrive walking and he in a Mercedes-Benz
He has you as a recruit
The son of a b—

I'm dreaming of leaving the neighborhood
I have everything to be a millionaire
Expensive tastes, the mentality
I just need the salary

Lili Melgar
This song is for you, they didn't pay you the severance
Another issue, as always, to the end

You're dreaming of leaving the neighborhood
You have everything to be a millionaire
Expensive tastes, the mentality
I just need the salary