Rebeca

3 in the morning
You don't stop crying
I get up but there's no way to make you shut up
And where is your decency?
You half-naked, me completely
And your mother isn't here

6 in the morning
Everything remains the same
The neighbors say they're going to call the cops
And they mean it
If you don't stop screaming, I'll do something crazy

Becky
Becky
Becky, don't be like that
The bed is made for sleeping

10 in the morning
I'm off to work
I haven't slept a wink and couldn't even have lunch
But you don't care
You're too young to think

Becky
Becky
Becky, don't be like that
The bed is made for sleeping

7 in the evening
Your mother isn't here
There's no food in the fridge and I feel like having dinner
There's only a bit of bread
And you're too cheeky for your age

12 at night
I feel like dying
I'm falling asleep and you won't let me sleep
I've been like this for three nights
But every day I fall a little more in love with you

Becky
Becky
Becky, don't be like that
The bed is made for sleeping

Becky
Becky
Becky, don't be like that
The bed is made for sleeping

Becky
Becky
Becky, don't be like that
The bed is made for sleeping