Peligro En El Elevador

Eight in the morning,
Honestly tired of the party.
Bones begging for bed
and creaking down the stairs.
My head spins in a spiral.
Going to work. What a disaster!
Mirror lenses
Nobody can see where I carry my dark circles.
Fed up with so much dancing
I have many cramps in my legs.
The elevator
is so full that
not even a pin fits,
but they call me: Come, come, come.

Oh, oh, oh, it's so hot.
There's danger in the elevator.
Twenty-third floor.
And the looks take my breath away.
Hands everywhere
and charming smiles. I'm scared.
Who told me
to come dressed like this.
And then go down
with a bold basketball team.

Oh, oh, oh, it's so hot.
There's danger in the elevator.
Oh, oh, oh, it's so hot.
There's danger in the elevator.