La Mujer Perfecta
Tan bonita
Que le da celos al cielo
Le va bien lo que se ponga
Y no arregla su cabello
La critican
Porque odia usar tacones
No le gusta ir a fiestas
Y lee libros por deporte
Quiero que aparezca
Y presumirla a mis amigos como la primera
Que me robó el corazón
Uoh, no, no
Déjame explicarte que te quiero
Y no te conozco, no te tengo
Déjame contarte que te sueño
La mujer perfecta para mí, yeah
Me regala
Discos y sonrisas
No me hace esperarla
Y no elige mis camisas
Quiero que aparezca
Y presumirla a mis amigos como la primera
Que me robó el corazón
Uoh, no, no
Déjame explicarte que te quiero
Y no te conozco, no te tengo
Dejame contarte que te sueño
La mujer perfecta para mí, yeah
Déjame explicarte que te quiero
Y no te conozco, no te tengo
Dejame contarte que te sueño
La mujer perfecta para mí, yeah
The Perfect Woman
So pretty
That makes the sky jealous
She looks good in anything she wears
And doesn't fix her hair
They criticize her
Because she hates wearing heels
She doesn't like going to parties
And reads books for fun
I want her to appear
And show her off to my friends as the first one
Who stole my heart
Oh, no, no
Let me explain that I love you
And I don't know you, I don't have you
Let me tell you that I dream of you
The perfect woman for me, yeah
She gives me
Records and smiles
She doesn't make me wait
And doesn't choose my shirts
I want her to appear
And show her off to my friends as the first one
Who stole my heart
Oh, no, no
Let me explain that I love you
And I don't know you, I don't have you
Let me tell you that I dream of you
The perfect woman for me, yeah
Let me explain that I love you
And I don't know you, I don't have you
Let me tell you that I dream of you
The perfect woman for me, yeah