Oye Pablo

Eight o'clock, local time
I was lost in this city
The moon was my guide to the Gran Vía metro
And without looking for you, I was going to find you

And you
You came to ask me how I am
How pretty, it's clear you're not from here
Oh no no, oh no no

Listen, Pablo
I wasn't waiting for you
And you left me here asking for more
A little more, a little bit more

Listen, Pablo
You have a gypsy soul
If you had stayed a little longer
A little more, a little bit more

You saw me from afar walking alone
With just one look, you made me tremble
I was already imagining, my soul undressing
And unintentionally, how silly, I gave the wrong number

And you
You came to ask me how I am
How pretty, it's clear you're not from here
Oh no no, oh no no

Listen, Pablo
I wasn't waiting for you
And you left me here asking for more
A little more, a little bit more

Listen, Pablo
You have a gypsy soul
If you had stayed a little longer
A little more, a little bit more

From Mexico to Madrid
Looking for you in Paris
Tell me where you hide
If you want, I'll go to London
Tell me where you hide

From Mexico to Madrid
We do it in Paris
Tell me where you hide
If you want, I'll go to London
Tell me where you hide

Listen, Pablo
I wasn't waiting for you
And you left me here asking for more
A little more, a little bit more

Listen, Pablo
You have a gypsy soul
If you had stayed a little longer
A little more, a little bit more