Botellita
Kenia OS
Little Bottle
If I have to lie
I would tell you I miss you
But I know that silence
Would hurt you more
Forgotten kisses
Like what I felt
Something told me
Another lost bullet
Kisses that were not given
Others, how delicious they were
Stop, but first
Call the waiter
Bring me another little bottle
To change the taste
With alcohol, the sorrow goes away
And if it's clothes, even better
Without talking to me about love
Today, you can kiss me
Until the Sun warms us up
That bottle of tequila
Makes me less calm
Today you will do everything my mouth asks for
I feel sexy, beautiful
Bring the bottle
Many can step on
But I am the one who leaves the mark
I know you want to, but you can if I want
From my flight, you are no longer a passenger
There are no more flowers on February fourteenth
If I've seen you, I don't even notice
Love is a lie
That I no longer believe
And if I find Cupid
I'm going to flip him off
Wait, wait, what?
(Call the waiter)
Bring me another little bottle
To change the taste
With alcohol, the sorrow goes away
And if it's clothes, even better
Without talking to me about love
Today, you can kiss me
Until the Sun warms us up
That bottle of tequila
Makes me less calm
Today you will do everything my mouth asks for
KOS, baby
(Bring me another little bottle)
(Bring me another little bottle)