Tempura
Mariana Ávila
Tempura
Ice
Pair of bottles on the table
Left hand the singles
And the right one for you to come
They play the song, the one that's in fashion
When I dance, the girlfriends get uncomfortable
What do I care
Because this mommy in the club doesn't forgive
Let's make things clear
You won't get past this night
Don't call me in the morning
What happened in my bed stays in my bed
Let's make things clear
You won't get past this night
Don't call me in the morning
What happened in my bed stays in my bed
You almost made me faint
When I turned my back
And eagerly
You grabbed my waist
If your friends ask
Tell them that with this Cinderella until 7
You stayed
You have an easy life to get hard
I eat that roll like tempura
In the mirror we saw ourselves and it looked like a sculpture
That I'm only hers, huh, swear!
Let's make things clear
You won't get past this night
Don't call me in the morning
What happened in my bed stays in my bed
Let's make things clear
You won't get past this night
Don't call me in the morning
What happened in my bed stays in my bed
Now she wants me
She calls again
I made it clear
It's not going to happen
I've told you
And I repeat it
You're not my type
Just a whim
Like wine that ages a whole life and in a sip it's gone
Now she wants me
She calls again
I made it clear
It's not going to happen
I've told you
And I repeat it
You're not my type
Just a whim
Like wine that ages a whole life and in a sip it's gone
Let's make things clear
You won't get past this night
Don't call me in the morning
What happened in my bed stays in my bed
Let's make things clear
You won't get past this night
Don't call me in the morning
What happened in my bed stays in my bed