Al carajo (feat. Ariel Rot y Melendi)

Damn, my left lung
Blacker than Louis Armstrong's balls
Gonna have to sing with the right one
Not forward, not backward
Not up, not down
(Chorus) to hell, to hell
To hell, to hell, to hell, they can go to hell, to hell
If the doctor says no more smoking (to hell)
If the doctor says kick the habit (to hell)
If the doctor says quit smoking (to hell, to hell, they can go to hell, to hell)
If the doctor says no more drinking (to hell)
If the doctor says no more cocktails (to hell)
If the doctor says stop partying (to hell, to hell, they can go to hell, to hell)

Excuse me, doctor, and accept my apologies but what I'm gonna stop is coming to your office (to hell, to hell, to hell, to hell, to hell, they can go to hell, to hell)
If the doctor says don't eat so much (to hell)
If the doctor says you're gonna burst (to hell)
If the doctor says no more chickpeas (to hell, to hell, they can go to hell, to hell)
If the doctor says exercise (to hell)
If the doctor says you gotta run (to hell)
If the dude says you gotta move (to hell, to hell, they can go to hell)

Excuse me, doctor, and accept my apologies but what I'm gonna stop is coming to your office
Excuse me, doctor, and accept my apologies but what I'm gonna stop is coming to your office
(Seville) dude, go to hell