DOMINGO DE BOTE
Mora
BOAT SUNDAY
Baby, you swear that I'm not doing well without you
It could be, but why so sure?
If this is just the beginning of the end, the beginning of the end
And I learned that with you, I have to keep my distance
But if you want to eat me, I'll let you
And I know you also think about it when I did it in front of the mirror
I don't miss you, I miss that big ass
And when I put it on you that Sunday on the boat
We did everything quietly, without anyone noticing
Tiny, but that back there is big
I don't miss you, I miss that big ass
And when I put it on you that Sunday on the boat
We did everything quietly, without anyone noticing
Tiny, but that back there is big
Get ready for me, baby, we didn't come to sleep today
And what we did that day in Palomino
If you dare and agree, we'll do it again
And I refilled the drink
To give it to you as if you were moving out there
The sand is your runway
That small swimsuit doesn't fit you
I'm going to make you jump as if it were Coachella
A ride on the jetski to see that body
We spotted where the last time I put it in you
Baby, I didn't promise you a happy ending
Today I want to give it to you, that's why I wrote to you, -i
Eh-eh-ey, eh-eh-eh-eh-ey
That's why I wrote to you
Eh-eh-ey, eh-eh-eh-eh-ey
Push it in