POR ATRÁS

Your parents don't want to hear my name
Mommy, don't lie to them, just tell them the truth
Even if they get angry and rude to you
When they fall asleep I'll come in from behind (ah-ah, ah-ah)
And once inside I'm going to enter you from behind (ah-ah, ah-ah)
And in hand the clic-clac just in case
Your parents don't want to hear my name
Mommy, don't lie to them, just tell them the truth
Even if they get angry and rude to you
When they fall asleep I'll come in from behind (ah-ah, ah-ah)
And once inside I'm going to enter you from behind (ah-ah, ah-ah)
And in hand the clic-clac just in case

It doesn't turn, but it does bend
You are a popi of the town
It's not my birthday, but blow it
And make a wish, because it has been coming true here for a while now
You set the rules, I'll put my fingers in your mouth and cover your mouth
If you don't want it at home, I'll put it in your truck
Your father doesn't want to see me, no
And by putting it in you I stop acting like a bad guy
And that even though it seems that he doesn't know that I'm carrying it
And if it's not for you
And you get wet if you notice it in your jeans
I know your dad hates me like Yamil does
And that's why I'm going to hit you harder

Even though your parents don't want to hear my name
Mommy, don't lie to them, just tell them the truth
Even if they get angry and rude to you
When they fall asleep I'll come in from behind (ah-ah, ah-ah)
And once inside I'm going to enter you from behind (ah-ah, ah-ah)
And in hand the clic-clac just in case

If they don't let me in, give me phone sex
Your mom met your dad doing exotic dancing, how ironic
It seems that he likes me to talk to him loudly and badly
Dim the lights, put on ñengo and take out the liquor
And that's where I don't want to go
Your reflection on the ceiling, your disheveled hair
If I hear the keys, my chest stops
I left halfway, but satisfied
Baby, what unites us is not touched, it is sensorial
That's why I ended up drunk on your doorstep
They were right, I don't know how to behave
But I carry the clic-clac just in case

Even though your parents don't want to hear my name
Mommy, don't lie to them, just tell them the truth
Even if they get angry and rude to you
When they fall asleep I'll come in from behind (ah-ah, ah-ah)
And once inside I'm going to enter you from behind (ah-ah, ah-ah)
And in hand the clic-clac just in case