Me Muero
Guasones
I'm Dying
I went to knock on the devil's window
his face was dripping with fear last night was long
I decided to call Pope John Paul II
and a voice told me: 'there's no one, there's no Pope, Facundo'
Why can't I do it alone, why can't I do it alone
If everything continues like this, I either get married or die
I was driving crazy, somewhat drunk
suddenly at a red light, the little rooster was next to me
he got out, approached, if he spoke to me I didn't hear, I had
Pappo at full volume, the rock of my life.
Why can't I do it alone, why can't I do it alone
If everything continues like this, I either get married or die. (repeat)
The groupy sisters are not made of gold dust,
both together in my bed, a wild revelry
Julianita is cold and I have the remedy:
I shoot my hot oil on her nice pair of new tits!
Why can't I do it alone, why can't I do it alone
If everything continues like this, I either get married or die. (repeat)
