A Ver a Ver

She, she is the queen of the night
I want to take her in my car
But she prefers to go dancing
She, always with her belly button out
She bends down slowly and starts to move

And there, there, always moving like that

There, there, everyone shouts like that.

Let's see, let's see how she moves her little tail
If she doesn't move it, she's stiff
One hand on the head
Another hand on the waist
Down and up
And move with flavor