En Los Purititos Huesos

Forgive me my love, for telling you the truth, point-blank, but I'm tired, of waiting for you to leave that idiot. I'm your lover I know, I met you married, but that doesn't stop me, from feeling jealous and angry. It's just that I want to have, your kisses, your warmth without goodbyes, I want your freedom, so we don't have to look at each other in secret anymore. I want to make love to you, however I please, in the living room or in the shower, or in the width of my bed. And spend a thousand nights, in caresses and kisses, it doesn't matter if you leave me, in the bare bones. It's just that I want to have, your kisses, your warmth without goodbyes, I want your freedom, so we don't have to look at each other in secret anymore. I want to make love to you, however I please, in the living room or in the shower, or in the width of my bed. And spend a thousand nights, in caresses and kisses, it doesn't matter if you leave me, in the bare bones. And spend a thousand nights, in caresses and kisses, it doesn't matter if you leave me, in the bare bones.