El es... Rita la cantaora
Él era un simple electricista
Pero una noche tormentosa
Arreglando un poste de telégrafos
Una fuerte descarga eléctrica
Transformó todas las células de su organismo
Y ahora cada vez que el se irrita
él es rita la cantaora
Ja, ja, ja, ja
Su verdadero nombre es eusebio
Es un honrado trabajador
No se te ocurra crispar sus nervios
Con una simple mirada de asco
Eusebio se descompone
Es otro hombre, no lo conoces
Cuidado con la cara que pones
Era una noche de lluvia y viento
Eusebio volvía de la central
Dobló la esquina y en un momento
Un par de enormes macarras quisieron robar
Al pobre eusebio, le echan al suelo
Cuando de pronto un grito estridente les paralizó
Es eusebio no es posible, no es posible
No lo entiendo no lo entiendo!
Es materialmente imposible
Su bolsita pequeña Adidas, se ha transformado en un bolso
Y su calva ya no es calva, es una melena larga
Ja, ja!
Siempre se ha oído hablar de rita
Y nadie la ha visto en la ciudad
Se está organizando una partida
Vengan conmigo todos los que sepan montar
Y en las colinas, se esconde rita
Y por las noches alguien la oído cantar
Es eusebio, no es posible, no es posible
No lo entiendo... No lo entiendo!
Es materialmente imposible
Su bolsita pequeña Adidas, se ha transformado en un bolso
Y su calva ya no es calva, es una melena larga
(historia basada en el cuento de javier molina: Hombre mona)
He is... Rita the singer
He was a simple electrician
But one stormy night
Fixing a telegraph pole
A strong electric shock
He transformed every cell in his body
And now every time he gets irritated
He is Rita the singer
Hahaha
His real name is Eusebio
He is an honest worker
Don't even think about getting on his nerves
With a simple look of disgust
Eusebio breaks down
He's another man, you don't know him
Be careful with the face you put on
It was a rainy and windy night
Eusebio returned from the central
He turned the corner and in a moment
A couple of huge thugs wanted to steal
Poor Eusebio is thrown to the ground
When suddenly a shrill scream paralyzed them
It's eusebio it's not possible, it's not possible
I don't understand, I don't understand!
It is materially impossible
Your small Adidas bag has been transformed into a handbag
And his bald head is no longer bald, it's a long mane
Ha ha!
Rita has always been heard of
And no one has seen her in the city
A game is being organized
Come with me all those who know how to ride
And in the hills, Rita hides
And at night someone heard her sing
It's eusebio, it's not possible, it's not possible
I don't understand... I don't understand!
It is materially impossible
Your small Adidas bag has been transformed into a handbag
And his bald head is no longer bald, it's a long mane
(story based on the story by Javier Molina: Monkey Man)