El Arte Del Buen Comer
Patricio Rey y Sus Redonditos de Ricota
The Art of Good Eating
It's going well!
Pituca thinks she's the best
The best ass for her chair
And she knows well that today, her chance is big
Finally, she put her name on the towel
Bought ivory from the Congo jungle
And in her head, there's always a firecracker
Surrounded by big girls
Who spill out of their blouses
With wild sweetness, lipstick
And laughs like a Baron B
This is how Pituca believes it
Just yesterday, she couldn't catch love
And never polished her cane
Her mouth smelled like an ashtray
She had a bold moment and went for it
Like a fiery and fierce gambler
One of those who never shows all their cards
And today she bites the real apple
And doesn't leave a single seed
Uses drama salt
But without overdoing it
And this is how Pituca believes it
Pituca insists she's the best
The best ass for her chair
And she knows well that today, her chance is big
She had a bold moment and went for it
Like a fiery and fierce gambler
One of those who never shows all their cards
And today she bites the real apple
And doesn't leave a single seed
Uses drama salt
But without overdoing it
And this is how Pituca believes it
