Lárgueme La Manga
Inti-Illimani
Let Go of My Sleeve
Please officer
why are you pulling my arm
(let go of my sleeve)
because you've never put it
between the chest and spine.
(let go of my sleeve)
I come from a damn good
wedding
and we drank wine
like Chileans.
(let go of my sleeve)
Like Chileans, yes,
I come all partying
and you keep insisting
that I'm drunk.
(let go of my sleeve)
If it weren't for that
the hangover!, you'd arrest me