El Desmadre

I was chatting with a buddy
We had all sorts of weed, coke, and crystal
We were locked up with several crazy buddies
In a damn bathroom of a church...

There were lines everywhere on a plate
In the sink and almost everyone smoking weed
We would get to the door all paranoid and hallucinating
Thinking the cops were coming in
Then the door opened, it was a bunch of chicks
Saying 'damn, it smells good, assholes, take out the weed...'
The cousin knew them and that's how we kept the damn madness going...

The chicks were tough, one had coke in a ring
And one of them pulled out a pipe
Come on, damn drunks, don't play dumb, take out the
Rock that this damn junkie is bothering me...

What a mess in the bathroom
Dancing to corridos
With a beer in one hand
Smoking a joint in the other
And my girl with her keys taking a damn hit

What a mess in the bathroom
Dancing to corridos
With a beer in one hand
Smoking a joint in the other
And my girl with her keys taking a damn hit