No more than twenty
the oldest of the three guys
They came to rob me last month.
'Grant us a peak
and do not play the brave
I get very nervous if I get angry. '
I got caught ten hundred
and a brand Omega peluco
with a kitchen skewer in the throat,
but the cross-eyed one noticed
and he said to me -'oye, colleague,
you look like Sabina that sings. '
It was just any night,
it could be thirteen,
What's the difference? It could be Tuesday.
I only know that sometimes
when you least expect it
the devil goes and gets on your side.
-'This encounter has to be wetted
with liter syrup,
colleagues before the cock crows
-'quiet, trunk, forgive,
and a drink to celebrate it'-
all three went to the horse's ass.
To an American bar
They took me in the face,
they did not let me pay for a round,
they controlled three so-and-so
but they reserved me
the charms of 'Maruja la horny'.
We got like motorcycles,
with the beer and the canutos
they cut themselves from getting something stronger;
we took some photos
of cabin in three minutes ...
we look like the death squad.
Protected by the moon
they borrowed a car,
they left me in my queli and they were erased
through the veins of the night
-'enróllate and make us a
Beautiful couple of yours'- they shouted at me.
They returned me intact,
with a wink my money,
the chain, the wallet and the watch;
I, who always keep a pact
when it's between gentlemen,
I had to write this song for you.
Today he came in the newspaper
the face of the tallest,
I had not seen him since that day;
escaped the assault
to a millionaire's villa
and at the door the police waited for him.
Lots, lots of police ...
Only among all we can make this a better place :)