Dos En La Ciudad
Fito Páez
Two in the City
We met on the street
I would say, coincidence
She still had that look, that grace, that swing, that charm
She was really high
Her smile was indeed something special
When she slapped me, she put things in their place
Then she opened her mouth
Like freedom
We had a few drinks and she started crying at the bar
Time passed
It was her and me,
Two in the city
She asked me how it had been
How I chose to leave
If I had any children and if I had ever been so happy
I asked her if she was alone
She knew how to pretend
What naivety, she wasn't a fool, she was the same as Mount Sinai
It passed, it passed
Our fifteen minutes passed
It passed, it passed
But we still knew how to laugh
We spent
The night between whiskey and coke
It passed
But we still knew how to laugh
All weekend
We didn't let each other go
When I got up that Monday, she was no longer there
Time passed
It was her and me
Two in the city
It passed, it passed
Our fifteen minutes passed
It passed, it passed
But we still knew how to laugh
We spent
The night between whiskey and coke
It passed
But we still knew how to laugh
Two in the city
It was her and me
Two in the city
Our fifteen minutes
It was her and me
Two in the city (x3)
