Pool, Averna Y Papusa

Threw his key
He left, just like that
Swearing under his breath, he left
And a killer riff on his answering machine
Left sounding like a confession

Without bothering anyone, man
It was a hunch this time
He put him on the route (bie bie)
With young girl games and tears

With an American Express platinum
Trout, but a cute chameleon

He said goodbye to the Black Burgundy
But immediately gave him a thumbs down
He also toasted with skinny Merlin
And gave holidays to his heart

There is no one who can remove the spur from that rooster
Let the ball roll
The Zumba goes away (bie bie)

Blessed be his old pick-up
He threw him out of the cabin and strayed
He spat him out and threw him off the cliff
And on the edge of the abyss he left him

It was the clarity that blinded him
Let the ball roll! In zumba he left!
Bie-bie