Me Gustas Más Que Salir A Fumar

Mommy, I'm sure we'll see each other
I would love to try again
I don't really know what we both have
But I like you more than going out to smoke

Mommy, I'm sure we'll see each other
I would love to try again
I don't really know what we both have
But I like you more than going out to smoke

Ay-yah-yah-yay, that little mouth
Sanctifies me with a Jerusalem vibe
She's a little devil who burns alone
And here I am sitting writing her a song

To the left there are little lights
More of what you give than what you take away
Those dynamite little eyes
Traveling hours to see you up close and

Without judgment, without names, without surnames
With eyes, with hands, and with senses
Without grudges, without a past, without taking sides
With a desire to play that I had already lost

And it doesn't hurt you when I leave
Because we both know what awaits us
You know enough of what I am
To eat me up and look me in the eyes

A certain something that I no longer control (I don't control, no)
It's a back and forth with an air of peace
It's just that in the long run we live so lonely (we live so lonely)
That no one suffers if the other leaves

Ay-yah-yah-yay, that little mouth
Sanctifies me with a Jerusalem vibe
She's a little devil who burns alone
And here I am sitting writing her a song

But I'm sure we'll see each other
I would love to try again
I don't really know what we both have
But I like you more than going out to smoke

Mommy, I'm sure we'll see each other
I would love to try again
I don't really know what we both have
But I like you more than going out to smoke

Much more than going out to smoke
Much more than going out to smoke