El Jefe (part. Fuerza Regida)

Shakira, Shakira
Fuerza Regida

7:30, the alarm's sounded
I want to be in bed
But it’s not possible 
I take the kids at nine

The same coffee, the same kitchen
The same as ever, the same routine
Another shitty day
Another day at the office

I have a shitty boss who doesn't pay me well
I arrive on foot and he arrives in a Mercedes-Benz
He has me as a recruit
The total son of a bitch, yeah

You're dreaming of leaving the neighborhood
You have everything to be a millionaire
Expensive tastes, the mentality
You're just missing the salary

The bills are piling up, being poor is trash
Mom always told me that studying ensures everything
I studied and nothing happened, damn it, tough life
I work more than a bastard, but fuck less than a priest

What irony, what madness, this is a form of torture
You kill yourself from sunrise to sunset and you don't even have a single deed
They say there’s no evil that lasts more than a hundred years
But my ex-father-in-law’s still there, he hasn’t stepped on a grave

I have a shitty boss who doesn't pay me well
I arrive on foot and he arrives in a Mercedes-Benz
They have me as a recruit (they have you as a recruit)
The total son of a bitch (very son of a bitch)

You're dreaming of leaving the neighborhood
You have everything to be a millionaire
Expensive tastes, the mentality
You're just missing the salary

You have a shitty boss who doesn't pay you well.
You arrive on foot and he arrives in a Mercedes-Benz
He has you as a recruit
The son of a b—

'I'm dreaming of leaving the neighborhood.
I have everything to be a millionaire
Expensive tastes, the mentality
I'm just missing the salary

Lili Melgar
This song is for you, since they didn't pay you compensation
Another one, as always, at the same ti—

You're dreaming of leaving the neighborhood
You have everything to be a millionaire
Expensive tastes, the mentality
I'm just missing the salary