El Calabaceado
Los Invasores de Nuevo León
The Calabaceado
The couples in the city
Need to hit the dance halls
The cowboys with their dark-skinned girls
Down in the alleys
The rich on the sidewalks
Show off with their fat wallets
The poor on the paths
Flaunting their cash
From the Zócalo to the Alameda
We dance the calabaceado
At the ranch, it’s a blast
And in the dark, we get down
In the living room, it’s all good vibes
And in the yard, it’s a party
At the ranch, we’re up all night
And in the town, we’re the night watchmen
Sometimes I sit and think
And sometimes I feel alright
Sometimes I peek out
And dive in even deeper
With this, I’ll take my leave
Excuse the chaos
I’ll leave you with the little shell
And you can wrap it up.
