Bonita Bonita

Too much personality
She's got a lot of attitude
A light in the dark
Makes me feel very good

She's got a pretty little mouth
And a flirty little look
When she has me close, she gets all shy
When she's alone, she invites the poet

And it’s not about how she dresses or how hot she is
It’s because with her, my heart is full

She was the band-aid
That took away my pain
She's my little star, my full moon
My Betty Boop, my Cinderella, my Cangri, my Hello Kitty

And the Tetris of my Atalipa, everybody
She's my Sweetie, my Monchi, my Gucci, Gucci
My Titiri, Tiriri, my Loki, my Niji, my Titi
My Sweetie, Sweet Honey, my Baby, my Chichi, my Topi, Topi

My Mickey, my Winnie, my Barbie, my Very Happy
And the Kaki, she doesn’t dress trashy
My Kuki, Dari, Dari, look at that cutie, she's a mommy
My Monchi, my Gucci, Gucci, my Tiriri, my Loki, my Niji, my Titi

My Sweetie, Sweet Honey, my Baby, my Chichi, my Topi, Topi
My Mickey, my Winnie, my Barbie, my Very
Oh, yeah, very happy
Yeah

Too much personality
She's got a lot of attitude
A light in the dark
Makes me feel very good

She's got a pretty little mouth
And a flirty little look
When she has me close, she gets all shy
When she's alone, she invites the poet

And it’s not about how she dresses or how hot she is
It’s because with her, my heart is full
She was the band-aid
That took away my pain

She's my little star, my full moon
Eh, eh, eh, eh
You're a very beautiful shorty
You're on another level

I want to take you to a five-star hotel
So that with you, it’s six, hey
You're a very beautiful shorty
You're on another level

I want to take you to a five-star hotel
So that with you, it’s six, yeah
The kisses on the lips, that’s the best part

It’s the only little pleasure left free today

She’s my mommy, I’m her daddy
We don’t want a line, we’re getting married
My Monchi, my Gucci, Gucci, my Tiriri, my Loki, my Niji, my Titi
My Sweetie, Sweetie, my Honey, my Baby, my Chichi, my Topi, Topi

My Mickey, my Winnie, my Barbie, my very Happy
Yeah
She’s got a pretty little mouth
And a flirty little look

When she has me close, she gets all shy
When she's alone, she invites the poet
And it’s not about how she dresses or how hot she is
It’s because with her, my heart is full

She was the band-aid
That took away my pain
She's my little star, my full moon
This poetry is directed, from my heart

To my mermaid, princess, star
Maiden, butterfly, Cinderella
Angel of light that God sent to my life
And even if she’s not Miss Universe

Or Miss Planet Earth
You’re my heaven
My heart
And Miss Hot Mama