Sírvame Otra Copa

Pour me another drink, daddy, oh
(Friend, I know what you're going through
If you feel like crying, there's nothing wrong
Even though I'm happy, I feel like I haven't forgotten her
Even though she appears in my life everywhere

Oh tell me, why does it hurt?
When I was more in love
I gave everything, everything
And she with a twisted love

And I know why it hurts
I worked and was poorly paid
Forget her completely, completely
She's not worth a penny

Serve me another drink of liquor for the sorrows
One crying knowing that there are better ones
Serve me another drink of liquor for the sorrows
Tonight I'll get drunk and surely forget about her

I saw things she was hiding, I knew she was a bandit
I thought it would hurt you, that's why I didn't tell you
What irony, with a police badge

Buddy, if I told you, she did it to my face
She came up with a strange story, that they were just friends
But she brought him into my own bed

Serve me another drink of liquor for the sorrows
One crying knowing that there are better ones
Serve me another drink of liquor for the sorrows
Tonight I'll get drunk and surely forget about her
(Surely I will)

Oh tell me, why does it hurt?
When I was more in love
I gave everything, everything
And she with a twisted love

Serve me another drink of liquor for the sorrows
One crying knowing that there are better ones (go ahead and serve it, son)
Serve me another drink of liquor for the sorrows
Tonight I'll get drunk and surely forget about her

Serve me another drink of liquor for the sorrows
Tonight I'll get drunk and surely forget about her