La Mesera
En una fonda chiquita
Que parecía restaurante
Me fui a buscar de comer
Porque ya me andaba de hambre
Ya ven que el hambre es berraca
Pero más el que la aguante
Se me arrimo una morena
Que estaba requete buena
Me dijo que se le ofrece
Puede pedir lo que quiera
Señor estoy paservirle
Aquí yo soy la mesera
Cuando mire aquella joven
El hambre se fue al carajo
Le dije traiga cerveza
Y de pollo sirva dos platos
Usted se sienta conmigo
Pa' divertirnos un rato
Le pregunte eres casada
Y me dijo: No, vivo sola
Pero antes de que le sigas
Echate a andar la rockola
No más le pones mil pesos
Porque esa no toca sola
No se ni cuantas tomamos
Yo y mi amiga la mesera
El caso es que hasta bailamos
A punto de borrachera
Bailamos el carro rojo
Y creo que hasta la camelia
Luego que se hizo de noche
Le dije a que horas nos vamos
Me contesto chiquitito
En eso si no quedamos
Pero si traes dolaritos
Hasta una polka bailamos
The Waitress
In a small inn
That looked like a restaurant
I went to get something to eat
Because I was hungry
You know hunger is tough
But tougher is the one who can endure it
A brunette approached me
Who was really good-looking
She told me she was at my service
I could order whatever I wanted
Sir, I'm here to serve you
I'm the waitress here
When I saw that young lady
My hunger disappeared
I told her to bring beer
And serve two chicken dishes
You sit with me
To have some fun for a while
I asked her if she was married
And she said: No, I live alone
But before you continue
Start the jukebox
Just put in a thousand pesos
Because it doesn't play by itself
I don't even know how many we had
Me and my friend, the waitress
The point is we even danced
Close to being drunk
We danced to the red car
And I think even to the camellia
After it got dark
I asked what time we were leaving
She answered softly
We didn't agree on that
But if you bring some dollars
We'll even dance a polka