Bailecito

The man who loves two, loves three, loves four
Has the face of a dog and the conscience of a cat, little dance buddy

They call me an outsider, that’s the nickname I’ve got
If I was born in Huacalera and raised in Maimará
Here’s the poor guy born here, what are they gonna do to him?
If I haven’t wronged anyone, why do they have to hate me?

Look, I’m drunk and they want to take me in
Hey babe, open the door, let me sleep inside

I’ve sung, I’ve danced, I’ve done all I could
All that’s left is for you to tell me to get lost, you jerk

I want to be someone else but I can’t, it feels like a curse
You’ve got your owner by your side but I’m thinking of you
Hey babe, I’m loving you but your owner is watching
What will your jealous owner do? What will he do while he’s not sleeping?

Poor little horse of mine suffers along with me
And at the bar’s door
Chewing the bit, dawn breaks

I’ve sung, I’ve danced, I’ve done all I could
All that’s left is for you to tell me to get lost, you jerk