El Santo Cachón

From Sinaloa, Mexico
To Colombia, buddy

I heard they saw you, caught you the other day getting cozy with a guy who wasn’t me
They told me how you were acting, oh my God, better not say
It wasn’t one, or two, but three friends who saw you with him, grinding sugarcane
Oh, while I was all alone like a cowboy
Because yesterday you told me you were going to visit your folks

And now you say, that’s not true, that he was a cousin who was there
Who invited you out and you felt too shy to say no
That I should forgive you? Like I’m the Holy Player?
Look at my face, see, I’m a man and I’m not about handing out forgiveness
Get real, girl, find some sense, find some sense, girl, get real
I was going to marry you and almost messed it up
And now I can’t even see you, I might do something crazy

And the one who forgives is up there, babe
So

Your little cousin really likes you, let him squeeze you, you can’t complain about me because you had your fun too
I know there are things in life where a guy comes out ahead when he lets it go
Between heaven and earth, as the saying goes, nothing is hidden and everything comes to light
They caught you and you fell, if I’m a fool, I’d forgive you, I’d have to keep quiet if you do it again

Woman, if I saw you one day, I don’t know you and if it was like that, I don’t even remember
As they say: A different dog for that bone
That I should forgive you? Like I’m the Holy Player?
Look at my face, see, I’m a man and I’m not about handing out forgiveness
Get real, girl, find some sense, find some sense, girl, get real
I was going to marry you and almost messed it up
And now I can’t even see you, I might do something crazy

That I should forgive you? That I should forgive you?
And the one who forgives is up there, babe
As if I’m the Holy Player
Look at my face, see, I’m a man and I’m not about handing out forgiveness
That I should forgive you? That I should forgive you?
Never
As if I’m the Holy Player
Look at my face, see, I’m a man.