Faldita (feat. Leslie Shaw)

One, two, three
(One, two, three, four)
(Leslie Shaw)

I know very well why you don't answer me anymore
Surely you're out at the club
You're thinking I'll wait up for you
Well, you're wrong, my purse is ready

I'm leaving (I'm leaving)
I'm hitting the streets (I'm leaving)
With the short skirt you liked
The one that made you jealous (alright, alright)

I'm leaving (I'm leaving)
I'm hitting the streets (I'm leaving)
With the short skirt you liked
The one everyone looked at (one, two, three, four)
(Play it)

(Mau and Ricky)

Eh-oh, eh-oh, eh-oh
Every time I see you
Oh, I feel like sucking your fingers
Eh-oh, eh-oh, eh-oh (okay)

The little tattoo you have on your hip
You move your skirt so I can read it
And you slowly climb the stairs
So I look up and see you

The little tattoo you have on your hip
You move your skirt so I can read it
And you slowly climb the stairs
So I look up and see you

How you tell me, baby, not to touch, touch
I'm full of water and you're shaking it, shaking it
I bring a life jacket so you don't drown
Because you might get wet with me

Take a suitcase
Let's go to another planet
We misbehave on the plane
Get flirty
Go ahead, if someone disrespects you
I'm your sensei, ay, ay, your karateka

I'm leaving (I'm leaving)
Hitting the streets

I'm leaving (I'm leaving)
I'm hitting the streets (I'm leaving)
With the short skirt you liked
The one that made you jealous

I'm leaving (I'm leaving, I'm leaving, I'm leaving)
I'm hitting the streets (I'm leaving)
With the short skirt you liked
The one everyone looked at (one, two, three, four)

I am who I am
I don't have to explain myself (no)
It's not my fault my pants are tight
Here I go, I'm feeling sexy today (that's right)
Check my stories so you can see (one, two, three)
My short skirt

Oh, where is that short skirt?
Alone
Oh
Short

Don't touch, touch
Just look, don't touch

I'm leaving (I feel like it)
I'm hitting the streets (I'm leaving)
With the short skirt you liked
The one that made you jealous

I'm leaving (I'm leaving, I'm leaving, I'm leaving)
I'm hitting the streets (I'm leaving)
With the short skirt you liked
The one everyone looked at (one, two, three, four)