Lyrics of Sexo - Residente, Dillon Francis, Ile

Sexo (original)

Esto es dedicado para Sigmund Freud y Judith Butler
Pa' que la meneen
Dile Dillon
Se maquilla, porque quiere sexo
Se peina, porque quiere sexo
Se compra ropa, porque quiere sexo
Se perfuma, porque quiere sexo
Te pidió el teléfono, porque quiere sexo
Se atrevió a hablarle, porque quiere sexo
Se ponen nerviosos, porque quieren sexo
Se conocieron, porque querían sexo
Te regaló chocolates y flores
Una pecera llena de peces de colores
Y trajo a los mejores mariachis de la plaza frente a tu casa
Porque quiere sexo
Le escribió un poema, porque quiere sexo
Fueron al cine, porque quieren sexo
Te sacó a bailar, porque quiere sexo
¡Nadie lo dice pero todos quieren sexo!
Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
Quiere ganar plata, porque quiere sexo
Se compró un auto, porque quiere sexo
Se puso a dieta, porque quiere sexo
Te invitó a cenar, porque quiere sexo
Cuando te pregunta qué signo eres
Aunque no sepa nada de astrología, ehm-mmm, ahm-mmm
¡Es porque quiere sexo!
Quiere ser intelectual, porque quiere sexo
Dice que lee libros, porque quiere sexo
Cuando en la primera cita te ríes de los chistes
Aunque no te den risa
No eres católico pero fuiste a la misa
Y aunque tenga un chancro en el labio le das un beso
Es porque quieres sexo
¡Nadie lo dice pero todos quieren sexo!
Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
Queremos sexo, no es juego
Desde que los monos descubrieron el fuego
No necesitábamos cama
Adán y Eva lo hicieron encima de una rama
Y se comieron la manzana
Y nació la raza humana
Y gritamos con entusiasmo
Y descubrimos los orgasmos
Nos inventamos los condones
Y todas las posiciones
Y descubrimos las orgías
La poligamia, la fantasía
Y aunque lo hagamos
Nunca lo hablamos
Todos los días lo pensamos
Nos da cosquilla' hasta en los hueso'
¡Nadie lo dice pero todos quieren sexo!
Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

(translation)

This is dedicated to Sigmund Freud and Judith Butler
So that they shake it
Tell Dillon
She puts on makeup, because she wants sex
She combs her hair because she wants sex
He buys clothes, because he wants sex
She perfumes herself, because she wants sex
He asked for your phone, because he wants sex
She dared to talk to him, because she wants sex
They get nervous, because they want sex
They met, because they wanted sex
She gave you chocolates and flowers
A fish tank full of colorful fish
And he brought the best mariachis from the square in front of your house
because he wants sex
She wrote him a poem, because she wants sex
They went to the movies, because they want sex
She asked you to dance, because she wants sex
No one says it but everyone wants sex!
blam blam
What a bam-bam
You pun-pun
wiki, wiki
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
blam blam
What a bam-bam
You pun-pun
wiki, wiki
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
She wants to earn money, because she wants sex
She bought a car, because she wants sex
He went on a diet, because he wants sex
She invited you to dinner, because she wants sex
When she asks you what sign you are
Even if I don't know anything about astrology, ehm-mmm, ahm-mmm
It's because he wants sex!
He wants to be intellectual, because he wants sex
He says he reads books because he wants sex
When you laugh at jokes on the first date
Even if they don't make you laugh
You are not catholic but you went to mass
And even if he has a chancre on his lip, you give him a kiss
It's because you want sex
No one says it but everyone wants sex!
blam blam
What a bam-bam
You pun-pun
wiki, wiki
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
blam blam
What a bam-bam
You pun-pun
wiki, wiki
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
We want sex, it's not a game
Since the monkeys discovered fire
We didn't need a bed
Adam and Eve did it on top of a branch
And they ate the apple
And the human race was born
And we shout with enthusiasm
And we discovered orgasms
We invented condoms
and all positions
And we discovered the orgies
polygamy, fantasy
And even if we do
we never talk about it
Every day we think about it
It tickles us 'even in the bones'
No one says it but everyone wants sex!
blam blam
What a bam-bam
You pun-pun
wiki, wiki
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
blam blam
What a bam-bam
You pun-pun
wiki, wiki
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
blam blam
What a bam-bam
You pun-pun
wiki, wiki
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
blam blam
What a bam-bam
You pun-pun
wiki, wiki
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
blam blam
What a bam-bam
You pun-pun
wiki, wiki
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
blam blam
What a bam-bam
You pun-pun
wiki, wiki
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta