Quien Dice?
Salta La Banca
Who Says?
I rushed to your aid right away.
"Hey, how's it going?" Your smile made me lose big time.
You instantly took over my free time
And in the end, I figured out you made a deal.
A barrage of seductive bullets
Couldn’t break through my dumb armor
And with my confidence already in shambles,
We went for coffee, just the three of us: You, me, and your drama.
Not much more to say, we said our goodbyes.
I realized it was pointless to drag out this game.
I hung up the phone and pulled down the blinds,
But your self-esteem crashed into my window.
You suggested I needed my madness.
To make some room, I played it cool.
My new behavior started to bother you,
but I fell defeated by your clever tricks.
You gifted me vacations in your bedroom,
That nonsense of sleeping back to back is behind us.
I got to know the prettiest breasts in the world.
There’s no accounting for taste, but when it comes to busts:
Who said it can’t be done?
Who said it can’t mix
Inconsistency, recklessness, and loyalty?
That it’s impossible to take a stroll
One day in your heaven, one day in my hell?
I’m sure, my friend,
And I’d bet my crazy soul,
That there can’t be a mouth
Like this one, in the whole wide world.
