QUERELES
La gente me anda roneando de amor y querele'
El WhatsApp lleno de ilusiones, de whisky y clavele'
Ninguna de nuestro grupo sabe quién eres
Y tú me andas roneando de amor y querele-ré, le-ré, le-ré
Le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré
Le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré
Le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré
Le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré
To'ítas sentá's en la acera, fumando uno de liar
Pero, fantasmón, chápala, échate un poco para allá
To'ítas sentá's en la acera, fumando uno de liar
Pero, fantasmón, chápala, échate un poco para allá
(Pero no se toca) Se vale mirar, pero no se toca
(Me gusta tu cara, tu pelo, tus ojos, tu boca)
(Pero no se toca) Se vale mirar, pero no se toca
(Me gusta tu cara, tu pelo, tus ojos, tu boca)
(Pero no se toca)
Con esos ojitos me mira y no para
Voy a meterme en camisa de once varas
Con esos ojitos me mira y no para
Voy a meterme en camisa de once varas
Con esos ojitos me mira y no para
Voy a meterme en camisa de once varas
Con esos ojitos me mira y no para
Voy a meterme en camisa de once varas
Le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré
Le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré
Le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré
Le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré, le-ré
To'ítas sentá's en la acera, fumando uno de liar
Pero, fantasmón, chápala, échate un poco para allá
To'ítas sentá's en la acera, fumando uno de liar
Pero, fantasmón, chápala, échate un poco para allá
(Pero no se toca) Se vale mirar, pero no se toca
(Me gusta tu cara, tu pelo, tus ojos, tu boca)
(Pero no se toca) Se vale mirar, pero no se toca
(Me gusta tu cara, tu pelo, tus ojos, tu boca)
(Pero no se toca)
(Me gusta tu cara, tu pelo, tu cara, tu—)
(Tu pelo, tu boca)
(Me gusta tu cara, tu ca—)
(Pelo, tu—) Pero no se toca
(Me gusta tu cara, tu pelo, tu cara, tu—)
(Tu pelo, tu boca)
(Me gusta tu cara, tu ca—)
(Pelo, tu—) Pero no se toca
QUERELES
People keep flirting with me, talking love and all that
My WhatsApp's full of dreams, whiskey, and secrets
None of our crew knows who you are
And you keep flirting with me, talking love and all that, all that, all that
All that, all that, all that, all that, all that, all that
All that, all that, all that, all that, all that, all that
All that, all that, all that, all that, all that, all that
All that, all that, all that, all that, all that, all that
Everyone's sitting on the curb, smoking a joint
But, dude, get it together, move a little to the side
Everyone's sitting on the curb, smoking a joint
But, dude, get it together, move a little to the side
(But don’t touch) It’s cool to look, but don’t touch
(I like your face, your hair, your eyes, your mouth)
(But don’t touch) It’s cool to look, but don’t touch
(I like your face, your hair, your eyes, your mouth)
(But don’t touch)
With those little eyes, you look at me and don’t stop
I’m about to get in over my head
With those little eyes, you look at me and don’t stop
I’m about to get in over my head
With those little eyes, you look at me and don’t stop
I’m about to get in over my head
With those little eyes, you look at me and don’t stop
I’m about to get in over my head
All that, all that, all that, all that, all that, all that
All that, all that, all that, all that, all that, all that
All that, all that, all that, all that, all that, all that
All that, all that, all that, all that, all that, all that
Everyone's sitting on the curb, smoking a joint
But, dude, get it together, move a little to the side
Everyone's sitting on the curb, smoking a joint
But, dude, get it together, move a little to the side
(But don’t touch) It’s cool to look, but don’t touch
(I like your face, your hair, your eyes, your mouth)
(But don’t touch) It’s cool to look, but don’t touch
(I like your face, your hair, your eyes, your mouth)
(But don’t touch)
(I like your face, your hair, your face, your—)
(Your hair, your mouth)
(I like your face, your fa—)
(Hair, your—) But don’t touch
(I like your face, your hair, your face, your—)
(Your hair, your mouth)
(I like your face, your fa—)
(Hair, your—) But don’t touch