La Motito de Carlitos
Le robaron la motito
Al boludo de Carlitos
Ahora anda en bicicleta
La que le prestó un amigo
¿Por qué tanta maldad hay en esta ciudad?
Le robaste la moto cuando iba a trabajar
Sos un atrevido , te la re mandás
Lo estuviste esperando en la municipalidad
Ahora la querés vender, nada te quieren dar
No vale mucho dinero, todo es sentimental
Y por la mañana se quiere matar
Se levanta una hora antes para pedalear
Le robaste la moto al pobre de Carlitos
Que todos lo conocemos, es buenito
Ahora por rastrero te van a apuntar
Y encima esta canción, y encima esta canción
Te voy a dedicar
Le robaron la motito
Al boludo de Carlitos
Ahora anda en bicicleta
La que le prestó un amigo
Si te la vas a quedar te voy a aconsejar
Arreglale los frenos que te vas a matar
Llevate tornillito, lo tenés que ajustar
En la parte de abajo, donde está la patada
La bocina no anda, la bujia tampoco
Hacele cambio de aros, que te va a durar poco
Le robaste la moto al pobre de Carlitos
Que todos lo conocemos, es buenito
Porque tanta maldad hay en esta villa
Le rastreaste la moto cuando iba a trabajar
Ahora por rastrero te van a encerrar
Y encima esta canción, y encima esta canción
Te voy a dedicar
Le robaron la motito
Al boludo de Carlitos
Ahora anda en bicicleta
La que le prestó un amigo
¡Basura!
¡Ratero!
Carlitos' Little Motorcycle
They stole the little motorcycle from Carlitos
The poor guy Carlitos
Now he rides a bicycle
The one a friend lent him
Why is there so much evil in this city?
You stole his bike when he was going to work
You're daring, you really screwed up
You were waiting for him at the city hall
Now you want to sell it, they don't want to give you anything
It's not worth much money, it's all sentimental
And in the morning he wants to kill himself
He wakes up an hour early to pedal
You stole the bike from poor Carlitos
We all know him, he's a good guy
Now they'll point you out for being a scoundrel
And on top of this song, and on top of this song
I'm going to dedicate to you
They stole the little motorcycle from Carlitos
The poor guy Carlitos
Now he rides a bicycle
The one a friend lent him
If you're going to keep it, I'll advise you
Fix the brakes or you'll kill yourself
Take a little screw, you have to tighten it
At the bottom, where the kickstand is
The horn doesn't work, the spark plug either
Change the piston rings, it won't last long
You stole the bike from poor Carlitos
We all know him, he's a good guy
Why is there so much evil in this neighborhood?
You tracked his bike when he was going to work
Now they'll lock you up for being a scoundrel
And on top of this song, and on top of this song
I'm going to dedicate to you
They stole the little motorcycle from Carlitos
The poor guy Carlitos
Now he rides a bicycle
The one a friend lent him
Trash!
Thief!