Pibe Cantina
Yerba Brava
Cantina Kid
In the alleys of the slum it is said
That the cantina kid
Won the lottery
He no longer walks with his paint-chipped bike
Doesn't wear his cap
Untied sneakers
And he dresses elegantly
Everyone sees him
Showing off his Rolex
That kid is doing well
Cantina kid, who do you think you are
If you're a rat, drunk, and lazy
The neighborhood girls shout at you as you pass by
Come on, kid, take us for a walk
In the alleys of the slum it is said
That the cantina kid
Won the lottery
He no longer walks with his paint-chipped bike
Doesn't wear his cap
Untied sneakers
And he dresses elegantly
Everyone sees him
Showing off his Rolex
That kid is doing well
Cantina kid, who do you think you are
If you're a rat, drunk, and lazy
The neighborhood girls shout at you as you pass by
Come on, kid, take us for a walk
Cantina kid, what's with the coupe
Dark glasses, how you look
Gold rings, chains too
You're not the same anymore, stop messing around
