El Rencoroso
Luis Angel (El Flaco)
The Grudge Holder
Girl
I’m not God to forgive
I hold a grudge
Ha, ha
Luis Ángel El Flaco
Ouch
They call me The Grudge Holder because I don’t forgive anything
I like the girls from the hood and also the Mexicans
They call me The Reclusorio because few get away from me
I like the calm ones, I don’t shy away from the wild ones
My dad passed down that vice to me
To treat them all nicely
On my grave, I want to have
A rose for every woman I’ve loved in my life
Cheers to the bad girls
The jealous ones, the hurt ones, the tattooed ones
The little devils, the intense ones, the bitter ones
The ones who kiss with the taste of rum and tequila
With those who fit me just right
Cheers to the pretty ones
The flirty ones, the spoiled ones, the loving ones
Innocent with a little angel face
The ones who kiss with the taste of good mornings
And this heart doesn’t discriminate
I breathe for them
For them, I want to live 100 years
It’s not that I’m a womanizer, it’s that I have the soul
Of a romantic
My grandpa is to blame
I was born with a deeply loving soul
Ha, ha
My dad passed down that vice to me
To treat them all nicely
On my grave, I want to have
A rose for every woman I’ve loved in my life
Cheers to the bad girls
The jealous ones, the hurt ones, the tattooed ones
The little devils, the intense ones, the bitter ones
The ones who kiss with the taste of rum and tequila
With those who fit me just right
Cheers to the pretty ones
The flirty ones, the spoiled ones, the loving ones
Innocent with a little angel face
The ones who kiss with the taste of good mornings
And this heart doesn’t discriminate
I breathe for them
For them, I want to live 100 years
It’s not that I’m a womanizer, it’s that I have the soul
Of a romantic