El Rozador

You have a new car
But you take the bus
You get off if it's empty
And you get on during rush hour
Once you had a girlfriend
And she put up with you more than she should
You left her standing one day
For a trip on the 60
Leaning on, rubbing against
You seek love
Innocent
This teenage vice trapped you
The grinder, the grinder
Bamboo pants
That you buy on sale
Increase the contact
With the helpless victim
Breathing on their neck
With a distracted look
You endure the slap
You never give up
You never give up
Leaning on, rubbing against
You look for love
As punishment
In Retiro they threw you off a train
The grinder, the grinder