| you were crazier than me
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| And maybe that got me
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| If I took one
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| you could take two
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| The net you could not stand
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| And even if I have leftover pisteadas
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| since you left me
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| They do not know the unveiled
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| I don't know why it's over
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| Someone came and offered you
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| everything you wanted
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| And I couldn't give you
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| Today my pisteadas are worth you
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| Walking in other places
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| I with the same cooler
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| Turning around in the street.
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| In La Loquera I Miss You
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| Because I remember your little kisses
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| when we danced together
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| And your little dress went up
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| And I loved looking at you
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| that you will tip the boat
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| you knew how to turn me on
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| When you opened your neckline
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| In La Loquera I Miss You
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| And then then I think of calling you
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| But my friends tell me
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| That you now track elsewhere
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| It hurts me because I remember
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| Of what always happened
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| Because already at dawn
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| you were indecent
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| The net I never remember
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| But if I'm good and healthy
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| In La Loquera I Miss You
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| Because I remember everything
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| Just with the first drink.
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| (And with that small vida grip)
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| (Voice of Command)
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| In La Loquera I Miss You
|
| Because I remember your little kisses
|
| when we danced together
|
| And your little dress went up
|
| And I loved looking at you
|
| that you will tip the boat
|
| you knew how to turn me on
|
| When you opened your neckline
|
| In La Loquera I Miss You
|
| And then then I think of calling you
|
| But my friends tell me
|
| That you now track elsewhere
|
| It hurts me because I remember
|
| Of what always happened
|
| Because already at dawn
|
| you were indecent
|
| The net I never remember
|
| But if I'm good and healthy
|
| In La Loquera I Miss You
|
| Because I remember everything
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| Just with the first drink |