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El Chapo De Sinaloa
Lying in Bed
She got tired of waiting
Lying in bed
I arrived very late, she was already asleep
Once again left wanting
Once again I made her life bitter
She got tired of waiting for that dreamed night
To rub the pure and wet skin
Once again left wanting
Once again left with nothing, with nothing
She needs me to sleep in her bed
To have dinner at her table, to dream on her pillow
She needs me to climb on her body, move and kiss her
She's dying to, she got tired of waiting lying in bed
She got tired of inventing, of always playing alone
Of rubbing the pure and wet skin
Once again left wanting
Once again left with nothing, with nothing
She needs me to sleep in her bed
To have dinner at her table, to dream on her pillow
She needs me to climb on her body, move and kiss her
She's dying to, she got tired of waiting lying in bed
She needs me to sleep in her bed
To have dinner at her table, to dream on her pillow
She needs me to climb on her body, move and kiss her
She's dying to, she got tired of waiting lying in bed
