Alguien Que Cuide De Mí

I want to feel those arms
Like a little girl
Smile, lie to her
And swallow my sorrows

Shake my bed
Like a wild beast
And in the mornings
Give me a little more

Not too bad
Not too good
And if they give me gifts
Let it not cost them a dime

Someone to take care of me
Who wants to kill me
And would die for me

Someone to take care of me
Who wants to kill me
And would die for me

I don’t want any freeloaders
Who don’t bring a dime
Or ugly guys
With a big job

I don’t want drunks
Or crazies to tie down
No loser
Who makes me cry

No lost boys
Looking for mom
Or fancy types
Who’ll just screw you over

Someone to take care of me
Who wants to kill me
And would die for me

Someone to take care of me
Who wants to kill me
And would die for me