Ay, que dios boludo
Divididos
Oh, what a silly god
Love filled my bed
Of washers and studs
I had surgery on this bandoneon
With local anesthesia
Then I got fat with ideas
And now I'm fasting from bocho
On top of that I fell in love
And my heart grew fat too
I got divorced
The nightstands
For being rebellious
There is no business
Oh, what a stupid God
He punctured in the middle
He acted like a cool guy
With miracles
Dress up baby
I'll take you for a walk
This night is a package
He kisses us again
Dress up baby
I'll take you for a walk
Tonight
Your sorrows with a music box
That rusted
Carnival of the hummingbirds
Makeup and panties
Coven of Presidents
A little while each one
The stewardess is back to being
The one that brings the perfume and the pedal
Dress up baby
I'll take you for a walk
This night is a package
He kisses us again
Dress up baby
I'll take you for a walk
Tonight
