A La Luz Del Lorenzo

Everyone's talking about it
About how I pay for it, how I make it up
And it seems like a stupid thing

A stupid thing
And that's why I've decided to wipe off
The crumbs from my mustache

And in the light of Lorenzo
I have a fresh breakfast
A toast with jam

It's three in the afternoon
And I don't even want to lie down
Dude, what do you want?
I want to invite you

I want to invite you
To a hard-boiled egg
And a slice of tomato

You only want to love me when you feel like it
Oh when you smell the orange trees
And your blood gets all stirred up
You only want to love me in the spring
Oh but I'm not Pinocchio
With a heart made of wood

Santa Claus came on Christmas Eve
And left me a little gift by the fire
And when I saw it, I opened it right away
And saw it was a mint plant

Mint for the stew
Mint for the salad
Mint, I snack on you
Mint for dinner
The breezes are sighs
Coming from my pot
Orange blossom brings me this account

You only want to love me when you feel like it
Oh when you smell the orange trees
And your blood gets all stirred up
You only want to love me in the spring
Oh but I'm not Pinocchio
With a heart made of wood

You only want to love me when you feel like it
Oh when you smell the orange trees
And your blood gets all stirred up
You only want to love me in the spring
Oh but I'm not Pinocchio
With a heart made of wood

You only want to love me when you feel like it
Oh when you smell the orange trees
And your blood gets all stirred up
You only want to love me in the spring
Oh but I'm not Pinocchio
With a heart made of wood

You only want to love me when you feel like it
Oh when you smell the orange trees
And your blood gets all stirred up
You only want to love me in the spring
Oh but I'm not Pinocchio
With a heart made of wood