Botaram la pelota
Willie Rosario
They threw the ball
Your dad and your mom threw the ball
For raising you with such care
Of all the girls around the neighborhood
None is as beautiful as you
Like you, like you, like you
That none is as beautiful as you
I say it
Like you, like you, like you
That none is as beautiful as you
I want to meet your dad and your mom
So they understand how much I love you
And I want them to know that I truly appreciate
How lovely they have made you for me
For me, for me, for me
How beautiful they have made you for me
For me, for me, for me
How beautiful they have made you for me
Your dad and your mom threw the ball
For how lovely they have made you for me
Girl, if you had to be the eldest
You had to be the first
Because you are so beautiful,
So beautiful and well-made
Your dad and your mom threw the ball
For how lovely they have made you for me
For how lovely, how lovely you look
And the way you walk
That everyone who sees you walk tells me
It's a home run that girl
Your dad and your mom threw the ball
For how lovely they have made you for me
Hey, you know you're beautiful
And you're a monument
And if your dad and mom played baseball
They would have a .400 batting average
Your dad and your mom threw the ball
For how lovely they have made you for me
They threw the ball, your
For how lovely they have made you for me
You have, you have a divine body and such a tasty walk
That they passed you over Yankee Stadium
And they broke the roof of the Astrodome
Your dad and your mom threw the ball
For how lovely they have made you for me
Baby, when you arrive at the dance
Men get serious
And they want to crown you
As the queen
Of the Maisonnave parade
The truth is that with you the ball
went over the fence
Your dad and your mom threw the ball
For how lovely they have made you for me
The day you were born
The doctor who attended you
Looked at you and said to your mom
Ma'am, what a home run label
Your dad and your mom threw the ball
For how lovely they have made you for me
And it's because you are so different
From your younger sister
You are a home run
And your sister is a foul ball
That girl is kind of ugly
Your dad and your mom threw the ball
For how lovely they have made you for me
