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There's No Room for So Many People

El Gran Combo de Puerto Rico

No Hay Cama Pa´ Tanta Gente

En Navidad fui invitado
A la casa de Tabín para un tremendo festín que, dijo, había preparado
Allí llegó Pérez Prado, oiga
Los guaracheros de Oriente
La fiesta estaba caliente
Johnny El Men casi dormía y Edimiro le decía
No hay cama pa' tanta gente

Vi al gran Combo que llegaba
Y a Ramito el de la altura, más atrás Johnny Ventura
Con Yayo el Indio charlaba
Roberto Torres estaba
Con Javier Vasque' y su gente
Y Ralph Mercado de repente
Intentó apagar la luz, pero gritó Celia Cruz
No hay cama, pa' tanta gente

Pa' fuera, pa' la calle
Pa' fuera, pa' la calle
Pa' fuera, pa' la calle
Pa' fuera, pa' la calle

Willie Rosario y su orquesta
La salsa quería empezar y Hector Lavoe al llegar
Tarde, encontró que La Selecta
Ya se encontraba dispuesta
Para alegrar el ambiente
Y en una esquina Tito Puente
Empezaba a pestañear y volvió Celia a gritar: ¡Azúca'!
No hay cama pa' tanta gente

Audilio junto al Gallito
Los vi en la mesa sentaos y Daniel Santos gillao, de ron se daba un traguito
Tabin 'taba jalaíto
Y así dijo prontamente
Oye Máchuchal, dámele a esa gente
De café negro una taza y todo el mundo pa' su casa
No hay cama pa' tanta gente

Pa'fuera, pa' la calle
Mira ahí se va, este, Juama, José Estévez, Papo Sánchez (pa' fuera, pa' la calle) (pa' fuera, pa' la calle)
Pa'fuera, pa' la calle

Tírenlos pa'bajo que son un peligro arriba
Se llenan las manos del lechón después se limpian con la cortina y por eso
Tírenlos pa'bajo que son un peligro arriba

Allá, allá se meten al baño y te lo dejan como piscina. ¡Tú ves!
Tírenlos pa'bajo que son un peligro arriba
Se jaltan y beben y se enferman después te dicen: Señora, tiene aspirina

Tírenlos pa'bajo que son un peligro arriba
Esa trulla (¡eh!) es peligrosa (¡eh!)
Pa'fuera, pa' la calle
Tírenlos pa'bajo que son un peligro arriba

Oye la velda' con esa gente no hay quien pueda
Oye, son una amenaza

There's No Room for So Many People

At Christmas I was invited
To Tabín's house for a tremendous feast that, he said, he had prepared
Pérez Prado arrived there, listen
The guaracheros of the East
The party was hot
Johnny El Men was almost asleep and Edimiro told him
There is no bed for so many people

I saw the great Combo arriving
And Ramito the tall one, further back Johnny Ventura
I was chatting with Yayo the Indian
Roberto Torres was
With Javier Vasque' and his people
And Ralph Mercado suddenly
He tried to turn off the light, but Celia Cruz screamed
There is no bed, for so many people

Go out, go to the street
Go out, go to the street
Go out, go to the street
Go out, go to the street

Willie Rosario and his orchestra
The sauce wanted to start and Hector Lavoe arrived
Late, he found that La Selecta
She was already ready
To brighten the atmosphere
And in a corner Tito Puente
He began to blink and Celia shouted again: 'Azúca'!
There is no bed for so many people

Audilio next to the Gallito
I saw them sit down at the table and Daniel Santos gillao, took a sip of rum
Tabin' taba gobball
And so he said quickly
Hey Máchuchal, give me those people
A cup of black coffee and everyone goes home
There is no bed for so many people

Go out, go to the street
Look there he goes, this one, Juama, José Estévez, Papo Sánchez (out, out, into the street) (out, out into the street)
Go out, go to the street

Throw them down because they are a danger above
The piglet's hands are filled and then they are cleaned with the curtain and that is why
Throw them down because they are a danger above

There, there they go into the bathroom and leave it as a swimming pool. You see!
Throw them down because they are a danger above
They get angry and drink and get sick and then they tell you: Lady, you have aspirin

Throw them down because they are a danger above
That troll (hey!) is dangerous (hey!)
Go out, go to the street
Throw them down because they are a danger above

Listen to the velda' with those people there is no one who can
Hey, they're a threat

Escrita por: Flor Morales Ramos