Johnny Peineta
Q.E.P.
Johnny Comb
He goes through the city
With his reputation as a heartthrob
He's Johnny Comb
He knows how to impress
Telling a thousand stories
That are never true
And his desire to give
He keeps it well hidden
Behind a stern look
He knows how to be tough, but the fear
Always in the end
Takes away his strength
He hits hard, works out
The gym is almost an addiction
And he's never ever satisfied
He wants to be a superman
To learn to defend himself
He suspects everyone
And his notion is seductive
Because it's the one that's in fashion
Johnny Comb is the king of the corners
And beer
For some, he's almost a myth
And for others, just a mosquito
That spins and spins among the lights
Of the big city
He hits hard, works out
The gym is almost an addiction
And his notion is seductive
Because it's the one that's in fashion
Johnny Comb is the king of the corners
And beer
Johnny Comb crossing the city
On a motorcycle
Johnny Comb is the king of the corners
And beer
Johnny Comb crossing the city
