La Chola Pelada

For being a street girl they called her the chola,
because she was tattooed they called her the chola,
because she was a gang member they called her the chola
and everyone called her the chola

She had beautiful hair, long hair
but one day the chola decided to cut it,
it looked so ugly, she shaved it all off,
when people saw her they shouted:

The chola shaved her head, the bald chola,
how ugly the chola, the bald chola!
How ugly her head, the bald chola,
she has no shame, the bald chola

She went on a trip, I saw her in Alaska
she was so cold she didn't wear a jacket,
poor chola was all wrinkled
from the cold she had, the bald chola

She liked to drink, party around,
walking the streets was her favorite thing
but in the mornings she felt really bad,
headaches almost killed her

Poor chola, the bald chola
such a hangover hit her in the morning
she rubbed her forehead with an ointment,
ended up the chola all vomited

Don't drink anymore, everyone told her,
it will make you sick and she laughed
from pillar to post she spent her life
and an illness ended her in 3 days

she didn't get up, she stayed stiff and hard,
she wanted to eat but couldn't,
even if the finest hand touched her,
she didn't react, who would have thought

The chola died, the bald chola
everyone cried at her last stop
which was in the cemetery where they buried her
in a cold hole she was buried,
Our chola is gone, the bald chola.

You're leaving my chola, you're about to leave..