Juguete Rabioso
La Chicana
Rabid Toy
Insomnia veteran
I'm a premature old man
Words tire me
It's not just a way of speaking
I have an Italian guitar
When there's hunger, there's no hard bread
Mario straightens it for me
But it bends again
To pay for the wedding
And the ring, I sold the car
Innocent teenager
I auctioned off my freedom
I'm a TV junkie
Without volume at night
So as not to bother her
Even though she's not here
Crazy, don't exile me from your mouth
Because of the guilt that touches you
Mention me once more
Typical of me who lives in sorrow
I get a good hand
And I have to ruin it
You tried hard with me
You told my mom you were going to tame me
My revolution was appearance
You lost patience with me when I was about to falter
I was your rabid toy
I was your chained myth
You took me as an amulet
A weakling for your cross
I made friends with your portrait
How many times I've kissed it
And I hug it worried
When the light goes out
In my rogue guitar
There's a hidden tango
Woman who tied me up
I can't even sing to you
I can't come up with more lyricism
I have a choked verse
Where I tell you to go to hell
Then I beg again
