Lyrics of Humo (Excusame) - Musicologo the Libro

Humo (Excusame) (original)

Excúsame, no sabía que te molesta el humo
Excúsame, no sabía que te molesta el humo
Excúsame, no sabía que te molesta el humo
No sabía que no fumabas ni que te molesta el humo
Excúsame, no sabía que te molesta el humo
Excúsame, no sabía que te molesta el humo
Excúsame, no sabía que te molesta el humo
No sabía que no fumabas ni que te molesta el humo
Humo, humo, humo, humo
Humo, humo, humo, humo
(No sabía que te molesta el humo)
Humo, humo, humo, humo
Humo, humo, humo, humo
(No sabía que te molesta)
Cuando salgo, te molesta, gasto, te molesta
Cuando bebo, te molesta, todo te molesta
(No sabía que no fumabas)
Vo’a tener que echarte agua porque tú 'tá seca
¿Cuándo me pongo un perfume de esa vaina, te molesta?
Bájale algo porque eso me molesta
No le haga' que no te gusta a otro, eso me molesta
Todo te molesta, lo del niño te molesta
¿Qué va' a hacer si en una de esa yo recojo mi' maleta'?
La que más pelea;
mi mujer, to' le molesta
Que la calle, la bebida, to' esa vaina
Dudo que me vea y se acabaron las molestía'

(translation)

Excuse me, I didn't know that smoke bothers you
Excuse me, I didn't know that smoke bothers you
Excuse me, I didn't know that smoke bothers you
I didn't know you didn't smoke or that smoke bothers you
Excuse me, I didn't know that smoke bothers you
Excuse me, I didn't know that smoke bothers you
Excuse me, I didn't know that smoke bothers you
I didn't know you didn't smoke or that smoke bothers you
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
(I didn't know that smoke bothers you)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
(I didn't know it bothers you)
When I go out, it bothers you, I spend, it bothers you
When I drink, it bothers you, everything bothers you
(I didn't know you didn't smoke)
I'm going to have to throw water on you because you're dry
When I put on a perfume from that pod, does it bother you?
Put something down because that bothers me
Don't tell another that you don't like it, that bothers me
Everything bothers you, the child bothers you
What are you going to do if in one of those I pick up my suitcase?
The one that fights the most;
my wife, it bothers her
That the street, the drink, all that pod
I doubt that he sees me and the annoyance is over'