With sparkly garments, glamour, diamonds
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He goes out in search of a posh gangster
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Give him what he wants
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With sparkly garments, glamour, diamonds
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He goes out in search of a posh gangster
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Give him what he wants
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She comes over there, the skinny V.I.P
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He empties your wallet and leaves without saying goodbye to you
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look sexy sexy
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Don't look at her, don't talk to her if she passes by
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The vacilon can appear in one eye and in part of another
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Boy, at first I invited her
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But in the end, well peeled, lonely and drunk
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Cleaning the bar with the cheek
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Disoriented, but what a good algarete
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Asking where I am, bartender what day is it today?
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Suda'o, with the dry and hangover still at the disco
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Arrolla'o, without a woman without a ticket
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Disoriented, but what a good algarete
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The mare escaped the rider
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They call her the marvelous, the untouchable 24/7
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The picket grave, the one that leaves you without tickets
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And to the popo you get
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Pending you that I already heal 'and health
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Pending, if she falls your bayu will run out
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That if she is the same as me one day she left me gullu
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Cuda'o, the next could be you
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She comes over there, the skinny V.I.P
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He empties your wallet and leaves without saying goodbye to you
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look sexy sexy
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Don't look at her, don't talk to her if she passes by (x2)
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He draws you out, he smokes the not cheap
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Always pending the cow, she watches over you, then she attacks you
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Even the bb takes you out if you let her mount'
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That skinny face 'and nothing the pocket is going to clean you
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Look where she comes from
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run away that suits you
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It gets into your eyes, it gets into your veins
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Without pity and it poisons you
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The five senses leave you unconscious
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Come back with your innocent face, the criminal
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She gets into your head, she plays with your mind
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She ends up being a psychologist and you the patient
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Pending you that I already heal 'and health
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Pending, if she falls your bayu will run out
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That if she is the same as me one day she left me gullu
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Cuda'o, the next could be you
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With garments (Jewels) shining (shining)
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Glamor (Wallet) diamonds
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He goes out in search of a posh gangster
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That she give him what he wants
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She comes over there, the skinny V.I.P
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He empties your wallet and leaves without saying goodbye to you
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look sexy sexy
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Don't look at her, don't talk to her if she passes by
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Yes, if she passes by here yeah
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if she passes by
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And it looks sexy sexy
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Don't look at her, don't talk to her if she passes by |