Lyrics of A Mover el Cu… (Versión Pancho Villa) - La Sonora Dinamita, Ernesto Elizondo

A Mover el Cu… (Versión Pancho Villa) (original)

Por allá detrás de los escarabajos
Viene el cíngaro secado con
Cíngaras sin cajito en el rabo
Por allá detrás los escarabajos
Viene el cíngaro secado con
Cíngaras sin cajito en el rabo
Dicen que detrás del río tiene mi tío
Un quisquijonal florío
Vamos a coger quisquijís y quisquijones
Del quisquijonel de mi tío
A que tú me tiras a mí las cajas
Y yo te tiro los cajones
A que tú me tiras a mi las cajas
Y yo te tiro los cajones
Dicen que detrás del río tiene mi tío
Un quisquijonal florío
Vamos a coger quisquijís y quisquijones
Del quisquijonel de mi tío
A que tú me tiras a mí las cajas
Y yo te tiro los cajones
A que tú me tiras a mi las cajas
Y yo te tiro los cajones
Tu me tiras a mi las cajas (Yo te tiro mis cajones)
Tu me tiras a mi las cajas (Yo te tiro mis cajones)
Tu me tiras a mi las cajas (Yo te tiro mis cajones)
Tu me tiras a mi las cajas (Yo te tiro mis cajones)
¡Mi vida!
Por allá detrás de los escarabajos
Viene el cíngaro secado con
Cíngaras sin cajito en el rabo
Por allá detrás los escarabajos
Viene el cíngaro secado con
Cíngaras sin cajito en el rabo
Dicen que detrás del río tiene mi tío
Un quisquijonal florío
Vamos a coger quisquijís y quisquijones
Del quisquijonel de mi tío
A que tú me tiras a mí las cajas
Y yo te tiro los cajones
A que tú me tiras a mi las cajas
Y yo te tiro los cajones
Dicen que detrás del río tiene mi tío
Un quisquijonal florío
Vamos a coger quisquijís y quisquijones
Del quisquijonel de mi tío
A que tú me tiras a mí las cajas
Y yo te tiro los cajones
A que tú me tiras a mi las cajas
Y yo te tiro los cajones
Tu me tiras a mi las cajas (Yo te tiro mis cajones)
Tu me tiras a mi las cajas (Yo te tiro mis cajones)
Tu me tiras a mi las cajas (Yo te tiro mis cajones)
Tu me tiras a mi las cajas (Yo te tiro mis cajones)
¡Mi vida!

(translation)

Over there behind the beetles
The dried gypsy comes with
Gypsies without a box in the tail
Over there behind the beetles
The dried gypsy comes with
Gypsies without a box in the tail
They say that behind the river my uncle has
A flowery fussy
Let's get quisquijís and quisquijones
Of my uncle's quisquijonel
That you throw the boxes at me
And I throw the drawers at you
That you throw the boxes at me
And I throw the drawers at you
They say that behind the river my uncle has
A flowery fussy
Let's get quisquijís and quisquijones
Of my uncle's quisquijonel
That you throw the boxes at me
And I throw the drawers at you
That you throw the boxes at me
And I throw the drawers at you
You throw the boxes at me (I throw my drawers at you)
You throw the boxes at me (I throw my drawers at you)
You throw the boxes at me (I throw my drawers at you)
You throw the boxes at me (I throw my drawers at you)
My life!
Over there behind the beetles
The dried gypsy comes with
Gypsies without a box in the tail
Over there behind the beetles
The dried gypsy comes with
Gypsies without a box in the tail
They say that behind the river my uncle has
A flowery fussy
Let's get quisquijís and quisquijones
Of my uncle's quisquijonel
That you throw the boxes at me
And I throw the drawers at you
That you throw the boxes at me
And I throw the drawers at you
They say that behind the river my uncle has
A flowery fussy
Let's get quisquijís and quisquijones
Of my uncle's quisquijonel
That you throw the boxes at me
And I throw the drawers at you
That you throw the boxes at me
And I throw the drawers at you
You throw the boxes at me (I throw my drawers at you)
You throw the boxes at me (I throw my drawers at you)
You throw the boxes at me (I throw my drawers at you)
You throw the boxes at me (I throw my drawers at you)
My life!