Por Culpa Del Escolazo

Because of the hangover
I was left stranded on the road,
The things, oh my mama
I had to deal with!
I couldn't dress properly,
I was short of cash,
And not liking the blow
Or the groups to hang out with,
To be able to drink
From whiskey I went to quebracho.

I didn't contribute anymore to the coffee,
Nor to the corner bar,
I even ditched the girls
In case I had to pay.
What was missing to complete
That muddy field,
When a rough girl
Who shared my place
Left one fine day
Seeing things were going bad.

I pawned my stuff,
I squandered everything,
From downtown I went to the slums
To live in a garret;
The air of the tenement
Was quickly getting to me
By force of hard living
I couldn't throw anymore
And not being able to hold on
I became friends with work.

Now I avoid the mix
Of gambling and hangouts
No more wild life
The folder doesn't cut it anymore;
A joint that calms me down
Shows its benefits
And without making sacrifices
When there's a screw in winter
I soak up the sun in Palermo
And in passing I curb the vice.