Imelda Se Revelió

Hey there, I'm Imelda Ortiz, formerly Jaramillo
And that old dried-up prick Evelio, I stood up to him

Imelda stood up, got fed up with sucking and whistling
And Evelio's tighty-whities with that little stripe
Yellow and saggy, Evelio's junk
She got fed up, let the cat out, threw on
Her robe and got to stepping

Imelda stood up, got fed up with sucking and whistling
And Evelio's tighty-whities with that little stripe
Yellow and saggy, Evelio's junk
She got fed up, let the cat out, threw on
Her robe and got to stepping

Imelda stood up

I stood up

Yeah folks, I'm done with that damn grouch who
Always stares into the mirror grumpy as hell
And yells at himself, what are you looking at, idiot?
No, no, he doesn't shave and keeps it messy
All bushy down there, no
He doesn't flush the toilet, leaves the lid pissy and trots
Around the house with muddy boots, that in the morning
One coffee then a chocolate, and at noon
Come on, I want some action, that’s why I got tired
That’s why I’m done, threw on my robe and stood up to him
Let him get a girlfriend, let him find a friend that
Can put up with his whining and that stench
Damn dried-up prick

Imelda stood up, got fed up with sucking and whistling
And Evelio's tighty-whities with that little stripe
Yellow and saggy, Evelio's junk
She got fed up, let the cat out, threw on
Her robe and got to stepping

Imelda stood up

Buzzing for what she felt

I’m Evelio Jaramillo and what Imelda does
I don’t give a damn, I’m not offended
If Imelda runs off with some other loser, cause bread
Should be shared, and if the sausage can fit
Comes open and split, I’m also tired of
A woman who every night goes to sleep making noise
Chatters like a wild lady and never lacks
A slap in that damn mouth, making love with her is a
Rarity, cause whenever it’s time for fun she’s got an excuse
She never lacks that damn headache, but that doesn’t keep me up
There’s plenty of action to be had and for that, I got
Manuela

And just like that I name her, she can stuff her love where it
Fits, while I hoist my pride on my shoulder

Imelda stood up, got fed up with sucking and whistling
And Evelio's tighty-whities with that little stripe
Yellow and saggy, Evelio's junk
She got fed up, let the cat out, threw on
Her robe and got to stepping

Imelda stood up, got fed up with sucking and whistling
And Evelio's tighty-whities with that little stripe
Yellow and saggy, Evelio's junk
She got fed up, let the cat out, threw on
Her robe and got to stepping

Imelda stood up

And this is another production by John Jairo Pérez and
Marlon Capri, and eat shit, Imelda

Get lost Evelio, as my mom used to say
Let him go, if he’s a dog he’ll come back

Ah, and as my grandpa used to say, don’t let anyone
Get you down, cause even a kick in the ass helps
You get ahead, damn it.