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What an Idea

Pino D'Angio

Que Idea

Descubrí en la discoteca su mirada de serpiente
Me acerqué disimulando y me puse frente a frente
Su mirada y mi mirada de repente se encontraron
Fred Astaire a nuestro lado era estático y parado
Disparé un beso a su boca, casi se me vuelve loca
Y en la pista emocionada, impresionada, transtornada
Se me puso tan lanzada que hasta tuve que pararla
Pero luego al abrazarla se me puso disparada
La cogí por la cintura y se me hizo mermelada

Oh, yeah
¿Se dice así no?
Después, después
Qué idea
Gran idea, aparte del asco que les das
Qué idea
Mira, mira
Que corte te vas a llevar
Sabrá tener a raya a un engreído como tú
Al ver que tienes, más que nadie, solo rollo y juventud
Qué idea
Gran idea, aparte del asco que les das
Qué idea
Toca, toca
Qué corte te vas a llevar
Te hará dar vueltas sin que puedas nunca conseguir
Las cosas que pretendes, eres, en el fondo, un infeliz

Me arrepiento, ahora me pesa
Y le llevo hasta su mesa
La pregunto complaciente "¿quieres una naranjada?"
Pero el whisky se me acaba, cinco litros que se traga
Me pregunto a ver si ahora la besaba, me besaba
Pero vuelve a escabullirse, de las manos se me escapa
Me miraba, la miraba, se perdía, la buscaba, la encontraba
La seguía, la cogía, se soltaba, y al final la arrinconaba, y ella se me desmayaba

Oh, yeah!
¿Se dice así no?
Después, después
Qué idea
Gran idea, aparte del asco que les das
Qué idea
Mira, mira
Que corte te vas a llevar
Sabrá tener a raya a un engreído como tú
Al ver que tienes más que nadie solo rollo y juventud
Qué idea
Gran idea, aparte del asco que las das
Qué idea
Toca, toca
Que corte te vas a llevar
Te hará dar vueltas sin que puedas nunca conseguir
Las cosas que pretendes, eres, en el fondo, un infeliz

Qué idea
Baila
Baila
Mmmm
Baila
Qué idea, qué idea, qué idea
Gran idea
Baila

Baila
Qué idea
Gran idea

Baila

What an Idea

I discovered his snake-like gaze at the discotheque
I approached sneakily and stood face to face
His gaze and mine suddenly met
Fred Astaire at our side was static and still
I shot a kiss to her mouth, she almost went crazy
And on the track excited, impressed, upset
She got so excited that I even had to stop her
But then when I hugged her she got excited
I grabbed her by the waist and she turned into jam

Oh, yeah
Is that how you say it?
After, after
What an idea
Great idea, apart from the disgust you give them
What an idea
Look, look
What haircut are you going to get?
He'll know how to keep a conceited person like you in check
Seeing that you have, more than anyone, only roll and youth
What an idea
Great idea, apart from the disgust you give them
What an idea
Touch, touch
What haircut are you going to get?
It will make you go around in circles without you ever being able to achieve
The things you pretend, you are, deep down, an unhappy person

I regret it, now it weighs on me
And I take him to his table
I ask her pleasantly, "Do you want an orange juice?"
But I'm running out of whiskey, five liters that he swallows
I wonder if he would kiss her now, kiss me
But it slips away again, it escapes from my hands
He looked at me, I looked at her, he got lost, I looked for her, I found her
I followed her, I grabbed her, she let go, and in the end I cornered her, and she fainted on me

Oh, yeah!
Is that how you say it?
After, after
What an idea
Great idea, apart from the disgust you give them
What an idea
Look, look
What haircut are you going to get?
He'll know how to keep a conceited person like you in check
Seeing that you have more than anyone else just roll and youth
What an idea
Great idea, apart from the disgusting thing you give them
What an idea
Touch, touch
What haircut are you going to get?
It will make you go around in circles without you ever being able to achieve
The things you pretend, you are, deep down, an unhappy person

What an idea
Dance
Dance
Mmmm
Dance
What an idea, what an idea, what an idea
Great idea
Dance

Dance
What an idea
Great idea

Dance

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