La Mina Del Ford

I want a crib
With balconies,
Very long curtains
Made of crepe silk...
Watching the rich guys
Passing in droves,
To see if any con
Says: What's up!...

I want a crib
With waxed floors,
That has a little rug
To walk on;
Leather armchairs
All embossed
And a cheeky parrot
That knows how to sing...

I want a bed
With a quilt...
And I want a stove
To warm up...
The butler comes
Running in a hurry
And says: Madam!
Damn! The Ford is here...