Licor 43

Ah (the Wall's beat, it's not for nothing)
Yeah, yeah (Castro), ah

You can wait for me, I'm coming over
Send me your location (yeah, yeah)
Put on that best lingerie
Even though you know you won't use it

And even though you miss me, the fact is
The fights made us drift apart
And I know you're craving to feel
What only daddy can provide

So pour that shot of Licor 43
And that kunk that gets the Japanese high
She tried countless positions with me
And in memory, only yesterday's memories

Fragrance of sex, French perfume
And a sequence of slaps on the butt and face
Marks of desire that left a contrast
Seems sculpted, a work of art

And if the walls could talk
They'd tell you every little detail
That I still miss
Your butt, your curves, your mischievous look
Scenes that left memories, but this pride is part of it
It's part of it

But when we fight, you look even more beautiful
I desire you every moment, every instant
She asks for a liquor to get into the vibe
Ah, watching you while I roll another skunk
Her movement hypnotizes me
Teaching me, I feel like a beginner
So take off your heels, love, light up the Carlton
Take out your anger in bed

So pour that shot of Licor 43
And that kunk that gets the Japanese high
She tried countless positions with me
And in memory, only yesterday's memories

Fragrance of sex, French perfume
And a sequence of slaps on the butt and face
Marks of desire that left a contrast
Seems sculpted, a work of art