Poniendo Y Quitando

I was waiting for the bus, it was raining,
Finally it arrived, I climbed the stairs,
I just wanted to sit anywhere,
I paid and sat down as I got to my stop,
I didn't imagine that I wouldn't leave even if I got off,
I looked to my side, damn! I was there
That angel on the bus that got up,
For the first time I was glad I didn't have a license.
And my cock became harder than the wall.
How beautiful it was to look into those proud eyes,
Look for a link, see her walk down like sex
Turning my head to where I sat
While every feature of his face was recorded on me.
It's true, they can take your heart hostage,
Kill him also pretending not to see you,
You can be from the south and have lost your way,
Make no one put up with you for not having had a
Bang,
And I never thought of writing about these things.
But I did it,
I never thought of giving roses
I only remember to leave true words
That I can't back up with money in my wallet,
Do you receive it? This is the same wave,
I would change the dial for you, the balloon for the probe if I
It makes you feel strange,
Free instead of hypersensitive and relaxed talk
what is the poison you have given me?
That I'm always putting on and taking off,
I am always singing and crying.
You need to improve, not be heartbroken
Loving a woman who loves another colt,
And always putting and taking away,
I am always singing and crying.
You need to improve, not be heartbroken loving
Who doesn't love you.

And that's how these things are, man.
Just try to be yourself
And you end up writing lyrics about your exorcism.
To have a fever is to appear happy without being so,
Being afraid to take your feelings and show them
Because it looks like "mon cheri"
That you like to be "the rock", I like to be
Connery,
Let's take the step that is within the process of
understand your heart
Because my heart wants to throw cheese at you.
I don't forget easily, sometimes I get upset,
It makes me feel dirty, lucid, something uglier
Because I see little of you and I also hate more than I overwhelm you
Like, why? Because you're holding hands with your boyfriend
And you don't even look at me,
Could it be something that I have smoked? Smoking doesn't help me,
It makes me feel depressed, defeated and done.
There is no perfection because this is a matter of
Emotions, and this is expensive,
Even more expensive than condoms.
When you are a bird without birdseed
You don't have to listen to sad songs,
What I did, what you did, what does it matter?
If I only feel sorry for what could be and is not baby,
I know who it could be otherwise I wouldn't be
Always putting on and taking off,
I wouldn't always be singing and crying, you need
Improve,
Not being heartbroken loving a woman who
Love another colt.
Always putting on and taking off,
Always singing and crying, you need to improve,
Not being heartbroken loving a woman who
Love another colt.
Yes, always putting on and taking off, singing and crying,
It is what it is, you already know guys...