Psíquico

Psychic, psychic. I came to mortgage your future
Psychic, psychic. Let no one touch my armchair !!
It's me again, you don't believe me,
even if they tell me I can't, I'll go anyway,
Like Chaplin, like Gardel,
With that name I won't let you down.
There's no smoke without fire, you know it,
No one in the world loves that armchair more,
Pay attention, look at me closely,
You chose me simply because I'm the
psychic, psychic.
I came to mortgage your future,
Psychic, psychic. Let no one touch my armchair !!
Out, I said out.
Please, take it away from me.
Don't look me in the eyes.
It's the psychic.