Dulce Pesadilla

I saw in your eyes the look
A little murky like water
From a puddle like glass
Of some old dirty and foggy glasses

I saw that your face doesn't match
With the shape of your back
Your head screwed on
Little neck and a lot of belly
And such thin little legs

Oh, oh, oh, oh love
Even if you don't believe, I love you
You are my taco, my tortilla
My enchilada, and quesadilla
My beer and my tequila
My sweet nightmare

I saw in your eyes the look
A little murky like water
From a puddle like glass
Of some old dirty and foggy glasses

I saw that your face doesn't match
With the shape of your back
Your head screwed on
Little neck and a lot of belly
And such thin little legs

Oh, oh, oh, oh love
Even if you don't believe, I love you
You are my taco, my tortilla
My enchilada, and quesadilla
My beer and my tequila
My sweet nightmare