La Carcacha

In an old junk car
I brought you a serenade
With a beautiful song
And even bought you flowers

And even though it wasn't your birthday
I sang to you with the band
Your window never opened
Maybe I didn't wake you up

In an old junk car from '62
You're not handsome or attractive
Not even a dog says goodbye

In a jalopy from the year
A man approached me
He said you're wasting your time
I already bought his love

They call you interested, conceited, and more
Without money, my songs will never please you

I'm poor and not worth less
And a rich man is not worth more
With money or without money
Death takes us all the same