Low Waist

Low waist
Low waist
Low waist
(Low waist, low waist)

Low waist
Low waist
Low waist
(Low waist, low waist)

She doesn’t have to do a thing
Just her being there is enough
Without a made-up face
And pants hugging her waist

Low waist, low waist
And a turtle neck
Low waist, low waist
She feels insecure

She’s so pretty that no one approaches her
And that makes her feel bad
She’s so shy that she doesn’t greet anyone
And that really gets to her

She’s more approachable than she seems
It’s just that people don’t even notice, ah
They look at her and she gets happy
On Instagram everyone does, but in real life, no one comments

When I saw her I thought: I have no chance
Then I thought it over and let the moment pass
(Yeah, haha)
I wish I could, if only I could

I noticed she wasn’t with anyone
That no one was talking to her
I pushed through all my shyness
I approached while she was dancing

A game of smiles, a game of glances
I searched for you all my life
Where the hell were you?
A game of touches, a game of closeness
And I left my mark where the slaps land

Her hand gently
Came to my face
My hand on her waist
Her pants down

Low waist, low waist
And a turtle neck
Low waist, low waist
She feels insecure

Yeah, strong chemistry, a palpable connection
Bodies intertwined in an unforgettable dance
Her hand doing its thing while it messes me up
My hands, her necklace, now her turtle neck

The moisture gave away that she liked me
Plus, she was panting, trembling, and her pupils dilated
Those watching us
Couldn’t believe we were so shy
Now you can feel her overflowing with desire

We were putting on a show
My hands seemed like her ventriloquist
Her ass was like a rock, all hard
And a stick was all stiff, it was hard

It should be a crime for her to wear those pants
You can see her bones and she overflows with passion

I thought I wouldn’t get anywhere
A muse like that must be so sought after, ah
Then I said: Pablo, dude, you’ve got nothing to lose
The worst that can happen is she tells you to fuck off, dude

Those times you swear you’re dreaming, ah
It can’t be real, all that’s happening
And sometimes Cupid plays on your side
Takes advantage of what fate is throwing your way

You never know what can happen if you take the leap
You always know nothing happens if you don’t
You never know what she’s thinking inside
I found out by tightening my confidence

She was more approachable than she seemed
And being so pretty, people barely looked at her, eh
(Low waist)
If they look at her again, she’s the happiest
On Instagram everyone does
But in real life, no one comments

Low waist, low waist
And a turtle neck
Low waist, low waist
She feels insecure
Low waist, low waist

Low waist, low waist
Low waist, low waist
Low waist, low waist