Él (Him)
José José
Him
By the window
I found some cigarettes
It's not my brand, I know, I didn't forget them
She forgot to hide them well
And I had to find them
She will say: it's just a friendship
But she can't fool me
It's him, him, him
What is she doing with him?
She has to forget about him
Or leave me, me, me
No one will make fun of me
It's either mine or his
I don't know what he looks like
Or who he is
And why she thought
That what is so mine, belongs to him
I'm not her owner
But it can't be like this
Three is too many for love
Either come with me, or it's his
Him, him, him
What is she doing with him?
She has to forget about him
Or leave me, me, me
No one will make fun of me
It's either mine or his
Uh-ju, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Uh-ju, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
If she wants him, she will call him
And it wouldn't be the first time
And if she doesn't want to leave me
She will come back to me
Without him, him, him
What is she doing with him?
She has to forget about him
Or leave me, me, me
What is she doing with him?
She has to forget about him
Or leave me, me, me
What is she doing with him?
She has to forget about him
Or leave me, me, me
