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The Apron

Antonio Aguilar Jr.

El Mandil

Ya te vas, ya te vas
Y si vez mis manos hoy No te detienen
Para que, si jamás
Me podrás hacer como a ti te conviene
Yo no soy, perro fiel
Ni podrás tenerme comiendo en tu mano
Por eso es que ahora y pensándolo bien
Cada quien su rumbo y aquí le cortamos

No te olvides llevarte el mandil
El que nunca acabo por gustarme
Si a otro tonto le llega a venir
Se lo das por favor de mi parte
No soy macho o quien sabe y si
Pero a mi no me llevas al baile
Si en tu casa te criaron así
Buena suerte y allá que te aguanten

Yo no soy, perro fiel
Ni podrás tenerme comiendo en tu mano
Por eso es que ahora y pensándolo bien
Cada quien su rumbo y aquí le cortamos

No te olvides llegarte el mandil
El que nunca acabo por gustarme
Si a otro tonto le llega a venir
Se lo das por favor de mi parte
No soy macho o quien sabe y si
Pero a mi no me llevas al baile
Si en tu casa te criaron así
Buena suerte y allá que te aguanten

The Apron

You're leaving, you're leaving
And if you see my hands today They won't stop you
So that, if never
You can do with me as you please
I am not, faithful dog
Nor will you be able to have me eating out of your hand
That's why now and thinking about it
Each one has his own path and here we cut it off

Don't forget to bring your apron
The one I never really liked
If it happens to another fool
Please give it to him from me
I'm not a man or who knows what?
But you won't take me to the dance
If you were raised like this at home
Good luck and I hope they put up with you

I am not, faithful dog
Nor will you be able to have me eating out of your hand
That's why now and thinking about it
Each one has his own path and here we cut it off

Don't forget to bring your apron
The one I never really liked
If it happens to another fool
Please give it to him from me
I'm not a man or who knows what?
But you won't take me to the dance
If you were raised like this at home
Good luck and I hope they put up with you

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