| Mirame, mirame en la orilla bro,
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| Gastandome el pellejo.
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| Aguantame antes que me caiga.
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| Oh young blood
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| I had this picture of a friend I loved
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| He pulled the trigger but it didn t end
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| Now he is gone to make amends
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| He had no say
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| Was born to sway between delight from might
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| And pillow fighting with the demon trend
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| Like it be his best friend
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| After the funeral when people went home
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| I looked all around me and found myself alone
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| I did the thing open, was peeking in
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| Got on my curious and made death furious
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| (Coro)
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| I bought Oshun
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| They had her lined up in a liquor store
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| Between the chicken heads and token toes
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| For the troubles deep within
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| I said: take them bones
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| After I took her home and lit a flame
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| Asked her to do me she should turn me on
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| Like I am one of his own
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| Coro: Mirame, mirame en la orilla bro,
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| Gastandome el pellejo.
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| Aguantame antes que me caiga.
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| I bought Oshun
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| They had her lined up in a liquor store
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| Between the chicken heads and token toes
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| For the troubles deep within
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| I said: take them bones
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| Ater I took her home and lit a flame
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| Asked her to do me she should turn me on
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| Like I am one of his own
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| While mama be praying her rosary
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| And daddy be counting the cavalry
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| I am with the rest of the kids at the rodeo
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| Watching how the bulls all go crazy
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| (Coro) |