La Mañosa
De una linda chacarera supe andar entusiasmado
Que me dio tanto trabajo como un cuello almidonado
Vaya una criolla mañosa porfiada más no podés
Se empeñaba en una cosa y esa cosa había de ser
Me tenía puras vueltas para este y pa'l otro lado
Más que novio parecía el petiso de los mandados
De tanto pensar en ella sin dormir y sin comer
Me fui quedando finito como hilo de coser
Una tarde me fui a verla con cara de enamorado
Haciéndome el chiquitito igual que pollo mojado
Jurandole mis amores solo la quise besar
Y me dio tal garrotazo que quede sin resoñar
Yo no sabía que hacerle si portarme bien o mal
Porque de una u otra forma siempre cobraba al final
De tanto pensar en ella sin dormir y sin comer
Me fui quedando finito como hilo de coser
The Sassy One
I used to stroll with a lovely chacarera, feeling so alive
It took as much work as a starched collar, no jive
Here comes a sassy criolla, stubborn as can be
She was set on one thing, and that thing was me
She had me spinning around, back and forth, you see
More like a boyfriend, than a guy running errands, honestly
Thinking about her so much, lost sleep and lost my meals
I ended up so thin, like a sewing thread, it feels
One afternoon, I went to see her, with a lovesick face
Trying to play it cool, like a drenched little chick in place
Swearing my love to her, just wanted a kiss, you know
But she hit me so hard, I was left without a glow
I didn’t know what to do, should I be good or bad?
'Cause either way, in the end, I’d always get had
Thinking about her so much, lost sleep and lost my meals
I ended up so thin, like a sewing thread, it feels