El Soltero
Una vez yo fui casado, y quede desengañado
De que la mujer que llora, es por demás
Nomás me salgo a la puerta, la he dejado un poco abierta,
Se mete al cartero al frente y al lechero por detrás
Que feliz es el soltero, que se amarra el pantalón
Ahora busco una soltera como yo
Ya no quiero ser tu esposo, no lo creas que por celoso
La faldilla nunca manda, si el que manda es el calzón
Ya nadie me dice nada, si llego en la madrugada
Como aquella mañanita en que llegue
Me tiraste con la silla, y el palo de las tortillas,
En calzón salí corriendo, que por poco me resfrié
Que feliz es el soltero, que se amarra el pantalón
Ahora busco una soltera como yo
Ya no quiero ser tu esposo, no lo creas que por celoso
La faldilla nunca manda, si el que manda es el calzón
The Bachelor
Once I was married, and I was disappointed
That the woman who cries, is too much
As soon as I go out the door, I left it slightly open
The mailman enters from the front and the milkman from behind
How happy is the bachelor, who ties his pants
Now I look for a single woman like me
I don't want to be your husband anymore, don't think it's because of jealousy
The skirt never commands, if the one in charge is the underwear
No one tells me anything anymore, if I arrive in the early morning
Like that little morning when I arrived
You hit me with the chair, and the tortilla stick
I ran out in my underwear, almost caught a cold
How happy is the bachelor, who ties his pants
Now I look for a single woman like me
I don't want to be your husband anymore, don't think it's because of jealousy
The skirt never commands, if the one in charge is the underwear