La Bruja
Marcos Flores y La Jerez
The Witch
His buddy Marco Flores
And La Jerez
Oh, how nice it is to fly
At two in the morning
At two in the morning
Oh, how nice it is to fly
Oh, mama!
To end up
In the arms of your sister
In the arms of your sister
I almost want to cry
Oh mama!
The witch grabs me, and takes me to the barracks
She turns me into a pot, and feeds me
The witch grabs me, and takes me to her house
She turns me into a pot, and gives me pumpkin
And tell me, and tell me
Oh, tell me!
How many little creatures have you sucked?
None, none, none you see
I'm aiming to suck you
Oh, how nice it is to fly
At two in the morning
At two in the morning
Oh, how nice it is to fly
Oh mama!
To end up
In the arms of your sister
In the arms of your sister
I almost want to cry
Oh mama!
The witch grabs me, and takes me to the barracks
She turns me into a pot, and feeds me
The witch grabs me, and takes me to her house
She turns me into a pot, and gives me pumpkin
And tell me, and tell me
Oh, tell me!
How many little creatures have you sucked?
None, none, none you see
I'm aiming
To suck you
