Ya Nadie Te Quiere
Ya nadie te quiere
Porque sales por la tele vacilando
Con tu forma de actuar
Eres un fantasma
Criticando por la espalda
Siempre a costa de mezclar
Mentira y realidad
Detrás de las flores te encontraste a Don Quijote
Y te dijo Calvo! Tu estas medio colgao como yo!
Tu que te crees pirata o marinero de una fragata
Fuiste una rana y la tele te contrató
Con tus cuentos, más negro y feroz
Tu cerebro es un tambor
Caminando, cosas raras
Tus palabras son muy malas
Deja ya la televisión
Ya nadie te quiere
Porque sales por la tele vacilando
Con tu forma de actuar
Eres un fantasma
Criticando por la espalda
Siempre a costa de mezclar
Mentira y realidad
Detrás de la tele se regalan los claveles
Y por la radio no se ve ni al locutor
(Mastica mastica)
Rayas y renglones pa' que nunca te doblaras
No respetas ni la hora ni el reloj
Ni las normas de circulación
Ni a tu padre ni al doctor
Te has hecho reportero
Yo no quiero ná con ellos
Porque son cucarachas sin control
Ya nadie te quiere
Porque sales por la tele vacilando
Con tu forma de actuar
Eres un fantasma
Criticando por la espalda
Siempre a costa de mezclar
Mentira y realidad
Eres un bulto entre la gente
No te sale nada bien
Solo te gusta el dinero
Aquí no hay sitio para usted
Señor Carrasco venga dígale algo
Carmele sabemos la edad que tienes
Que se te nota en la tele
Y que lo sabe antena3
Que todavía tienes pendiente
La querella con el arca de noe
Carmele! Que el ejército te teme!
Querella va, querella viene
Carmele va, va, carmele viene
Ya nadie te quiere
Porque sales por la tele vacilando
Con tu forma de actuar
Eres un fantasma
Criticando por la espalda
Siempre a costa de mezclar
Mentira y realidad
Nobody Loves You Anymore
Nobody loves you anymore
Why do you appear on TV sarcastically?
With your way of acting
You are a ghost
Criticizing from behind
Always at the expense of mixing
Lie and reality
Behind the flowers you found Don Quixote
And Calvo told you! You're half crazy like me!
You who believe yourself to be a pirate or a sailor on a frigate
You were a frog and TV hired you
With your stories, blacker and fiercer
Your brain is a drum
Walking, strange things
Your words are very bad
Leave the television already
Nobody loves you anymore
Why do you appear on TV sarcastically?
With your way of acting
You are a ghost
Criticizing from behind
Always at the expense of mixing
Lie and reality
Behind the TV, carnations are given away
And on the radio you can't even see the announcer
(Chew, chew)
Lines and stripes so you never bend
You don't respect either the time or the clock
Neither traffic regulations
Neither to your father nor to the doctor
You have become a reporter
I don't want anything to do with them
Because they are cockroaches out of control
Nobody loves you anymore
Why do you appear on TV sarcastically?
With your way of acting
You are a ghost
Criticizing from behind
Always at the expense of mixing
Lie and reality
You are a lump among people
Nothing goes right for you
You only like money
There is no place for you here
Mr. Carrasco, come and tell him something
Carmele we know how old you are
You can tell on TV
And Antena3 knows it
That you still have pending
The quarrel with Noah's ark
Carmele! The army fears you!
Complaint comes and goes
Carmele goes, goes, Carmele comes
Nobody loves you anymore
Why do you appear on TV sarcastically?
With your way of acting
You are a ghost
Criticizing from behind
Always at the expense of mixing
Lie and reality