Celoso

Jealous, jealous, jealous
The Girls from Can

Because I didn’t listen to my mom, I lost my freedom
I married the most jealous guy in town
Jealous, jealous
Jealous, jealous

He doesn’t want me to go to church
He doesn’t want me to see the priest
He’s banned me from seeing my buddy
And talking to anyone
Jealous, jealous
Jealous, jealous

He doesn’t want me wearing mini skirts
Not even at the beach in a bikini
I can’t watch soap operas
Or listen to Montaner’s songs
Jealous, jealous
Jealous, jealous

He told me so many sweet things and I believed them
He sent me flowers and sesame treats
I fell into his world and felt happy there
But one day he took me to the club and in a jealous rage, he slapped me (what a jerk)
I hit him back just as hard (you bet)
And I ran off, just like that
And since then, I’ve been stuck here

The Girls from Can

He insulted me, talked about me until he got tired
Revealed my secrets like a gossip or a teacher
His attitude embarrasses me
I’m so subtle and he mistreats me
Now I explode with rage
At you, you, you, you
Who put me in a corner
You made me look bad in front of the neighbors
Now it’s my turn, you chicken

There are men who are bad
And they deserve a beating
(For the, beat, my rhythm brings the beat)
(Beat, beat, my merenhouse is a beat)

When he’s jealous, he turns nasty
And a jealous man needs a beating
A hit to the head, a hit to the ribs
And if not, a hit to the knees (to make him fall)

At you, who put me in a corner
You made me look bad in front of the neighbors
Now it’s my turn, you chicken

(Jealous-ce-ce, jealous-ce-ce)
Okay, a jealous man is a pathetic loser, bitter
(Jealous-ce-ce, jealous-ce-ce)
You’re a battery that won’t charge, you’re stuck
(Jealous-ce-ce, jealous-ce-ce)
For being so jealous, you can’t hit a thing, you’re striking out
(Jealous-ce-ce, jealous-ce-ce)
You’re a boxer who gets knocked out in the first round
(Jealous-ce-ce, jealous-ce-ce)
A batter who strikes out when it’s his turn
(Jealous-ce-ce, jealous-ce-ce)
A human skeleton that can’t stand up, not even when held
(Jealous-ce-ce, jealous-ce-ce)
A broken car that doesn’t work, not even when pushed
(Jealous-ce-ce, jealous-ce-ce)
A damn injured, skinny, exploded, limp-armed
(Jealous-ce-ce, jealous-ce-ce)
Everyone knows you’re a lost cause
(Jealous-ce-ce, jealous-ce-ce)
Striking out, striking out, striking out, striking out

Jealous, jealous, jealous