Ya No Mas Guaro
Los Cantores de Chipuco
No More Moonshine
pay attention to me, I'm in charge here
this house belongs to my (grandma)
bring me the moonshine or I'll turn off the music
I'm the boss here
this house belongs to my (grandma)
bring me the moonshine or I'll turn off the music (repeat)
the heat is on here
bring more moonshine and snacks
put in a thousand to buy one
they don't trust me in the corner anymore
stop being so stingy
I almost put in all ten thousand pesos
I'll collect from everyone
it's dripping
the whole stew, all you are
is a bunch of sticky fingers
pay attention to me, I'm in charge here
this house belongs to my (grandma)
bring me the moonshine or I'll turn off the music
I'm the boss here
this house belongs to my (grandma)
bring me the moonshine
and everyone, cheers a lot
and eat a little sausage
eat a little and have another little moonshine
eat a little and have the stew
I'm feeling like a stomach ache
(see, see, see)
no swing
the singers from Chipuco
no more moonshine, please
no more moonshine
vomited
even the sausage was thrown up
and the stew was left
and what was cooking
all spilled
(repeat)
give me a moonshine (no no no no)
the last one and I'll leave (no no no no)
but what happened if I had money
who was the smart one who robbed me
in this party, what's left
are smooth ones and not even the smell touched me
stew
where's the lady who offered me
a little moonshine if she doesn't give it to me here I'll come back and
I'll...
no more moonshine, please
no more moonshine
vomited
even the sausage was thrown up
and the stew was left
and what was cooking
all spilled
(repeat)
