Gordita

This is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

This is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

This is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

This is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

I don't want a scholar, or a millionaire
But someone like you with that vocabulary
With you, I even lose my good manners
Even if we end up like two animals

Move, move like an invertebrate
I'm your hunter and you're my deer

Yes, baby, I'm like Bambi, your little deer
Come on, shut up and get on your side

This is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

This is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

This is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

This is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

What you tell me, that
Are pretty delicate words full of love for me

(You're my chubby)

What you tell me, that
Are pretty delicate words full of love for me

Hey, hey, hey

Absolute perversion in the area
Perverted like having sex in a funeral home
I'm the boss, and I'm the secretary
Let me bring out your ordinary side

Shaki, you're so pretty
Although I also liked you when you were chubbier
With black hair and a round face
And kind of rock'n'roll

I like you now too, but when you lose your manners
When you eat without utensils (like animals)
When your dirty, obscene side comes out
Everything that tastes good, all the poison

If I'm a criminal (you're still a delinquent)
Let's both jump off the same bridge
Without parachutes from our world flying
(Like hippies when they're smoking)

What you tell me, that
Are pretty delicate words full of love for me

(Hey, hey, you're my chubby)

What you tell me, that
Are pretty delicate words full of love for me

Say, hey, hey

Back to you, this is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

This is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

This is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

This is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

Enough of you looking at me like a criminal
I'm Little Red Riding Hood, and you're the lying wolf
Invite me to go to the wild side
Where I don't have to wear makeup

I can tell you everything, everything I think
I'm worse than you, and if you look for me, I'll find you

Rich little girl who tickles me when she's naughty
Little guy, give me a rich kiss on the rich snout
Little by little (little) a little, little (little)
Tarara tarara tara tarara, what?

Rich little girl who scratches me when she's naughty
Little guy, give me a rich kiss on the rich snout
Little by little (little) I touch you a little (little)
Tarara tarara tara tarara, ah

This is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

This is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

This is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

This is gonna turn you on, what?
Turn you on, what?
Turn on

What you tell me, that
Are pretty delicate words full of love for me

(You're my chubby)

What you tell me, that
Are pretty delicate words full of love for me