Díganle

Where is she?
Who did she leave with?

I have something I want to tell her
Kept right here inside
I’d like to ask her a favor
But I can’t find her

Her way of acting drives me crazy
I’ll step aside if she wants to fly
But tell her, tell her, tell her, tell her
That it better be true

Where is she?
Is she bringing pain?

Did she go off with some friend
So they can pamper her?
It’s probably some handsome guy
Rich and really young

My way of being hurts her
I get it now, even though I’m not a woman
But tell her (tell her), tell her (tell her)
Tell her (tell her), tell her
That it kills me if she’s been with him

Where is she?
If I lost her

I plead guilty
'Cause I made her my goddess and my slave
And, among flowers, diamonds, and sex
Something was missing

Her way of acting drives me crazy
I’ll step aside if she wants to fly
But tell her (tell her), tell her (tell her)
Tell her (tell her), tell her
That it better be true

My way of being hurts her
I get it now, even though I’m not a woman
But tell her (tell her), tell her (tell her)
Tell her (tell her), tell her
That it kills me if she’s been with him

Her way of acting drives me crazy
I’ll step aside if she wants to fly
But tell her (tell her), tell her (tell her)
Tell her (tell her), tell her
That it better be true

It hurts my way of being
I get it now, even though I’m not a woman
But tell her (tell her), tell her (tell her)
Tell her (tell her), tell her
Not to come back if she’s been with him