La Gorda

And the little hands there, there, there!
Supermarket, Supermarket!

Night of stars walking through the neighborhood
I ran into her
She was a big girl, a bit blonde
And she worked harder than anyone
She was a big girl, a bit blonde
And she was grinding like no one else
And I took her to the wall
And she pulled down my pants
And I took her to the wall
And when I got ready, she yelled like this
Oh, oh, ah! There's room for another beat!
That's how the big girl yelled and I couldn't take it anymore
Oh, oh, ah! There's room for another beat!
That's how the big girl yelled and I couldn't take it anymore