El Taxista

They know, I had so many jobs
I was a cook, waiter, laborer, and bricklayer
A jack of all trades
But now I want to tell you about when I was a taxi driver
One day a young man boarded and said to me

Hey, driver, step on the gas
I can't stand not seeing her anymore
Stop, please
I want to buy flowers for my love

And I drove
And he whistled
I kept driving
And he sang

As soon as we arrived at the address
He told me to wait and ran to get her
After a few minutes
That lion I had as a passenger
Returned transformed into the smallest mouse and said to me

Hey, driver, turn around
I made a mistake, this street is not it
Tell me to what place
Far from here, go without asking

And I drove
And he cried, with his flowers
I kept driving
And he threw, beautiful flowers

I kept driving
And he cried, with his flowers
I kept driving
And he threw beautiful flowers