Ir Al Baile
Onda Vaga
Go To The Dance
When I was 12, carrying the flag on my shoulder
I realized that nothing weighed me down
Ugh! If anyone was to blame, it was the 4th grade teacher
When she made me swear to nothing
I just wanted to go to the dance
When the eagle saw me daydreaming about nothing,
It realized I didn't care
Ugh! The song playing, the teacher talking,
The breaks where I had fun
I just wanted to go to the dance
As time passed, the guitar spoke to me,
The slide that led to bed
Ugh! The piñatas bursting, the rings changing,
The airplanes that were already visible
I had wings, uhhh
I damn well mother, uhh
I just wanted to go to the dance...