Jugadora
Tú y tus miradas de poker, yo en mi escalera de errores
Aguanto una y me piro, vendrán partidas mejores
Yo el más tonto de la mesa, tú que no sabes perder
Yo que perdí hasta la casa y le di propina al crupier
Tú más pendiente del móvil, ahí retocando tus fotos
Yo por el quinto gin tonic que me estoy volviendo loco
Porque pa' mí no es un hobby, yo aquí me lo juego todo
Aunque tú no lo entiendas y me trates como a un bobo
Fuiste mala para el cora, una experta seductora
Yo detrás como un perrito buscando un ratito a solas
Porque tú ibas de farol y yo abrazando a las farolas
Que te den un galardón por ser tan buena
¿Quién me manda a mí? ¿Quién me manda a mí?
Si no me diste motivo ni razón para marcarme un all in
En el casino de tu corazón, ¿Quién me manda a mí? ¿Quién me manda a mí?
Si no me diste ni una razón, para tirarme a por ti al vacío
Sin miramiento ni precaución
Fuiste mala para el cora, una experta seductora
Yo detrás como un perrito buscando un ratito a solas
Porquetú ibas de farol y yo abrazando a las farolas
Que te den un galardón por ser tan buena
Niña mírame a la cara, ponme un poco de atención
Regálame una tirada o gastate la munición
Que a mí no me quedan balas
Mis cartas son del montón
No vuelvo ajugar contigo
Que no tienes compasión
Fuiste mala para el cora
Yo que pensaba que tú no eras como todas
Y por tu culpa se me fueron tantas horas
Hablando con los de la mesa de ti
Fuiste mala para el cora
Yo que pensaba que ibas a ser mi señora
Y que en Las Vegas íbamos a hacer la boda
Pero hasta Elvis me ha dicho de ti
Fuiste mala para el cora, una experta seductora
Yo detrás como un perrito buscando un ratito a solas
Porque tú ibas de farol y yo abrazando a las farolas
Que te den un galardón por ser tan buena, jugadora
Player
You and your poker looks, me in my ladder of mistakes
I endure one and I'm out, better games will come
I'm the dumbest at the table, you who don't know how to lose
Me who lost even the house and tipped the dealer
You more focused on your phone, there retouching your photos
Me for the fifth gin and tonic, I'm going crazy
Because for me it's not a hobby, I'm betting everything here
Even if you don't understand it and treat me like a fool
You were bad for the heart, an expert seductress
Me behind like a little dog looking for a moment alone
Because you were bluffing and I hugging the lampposts
Give yourself an award for being so good
Who sends me? Who sends me?
If you didn't give me a reason or a motive to go all in
In the casino of your heart, who sends me? Who sends me?
If you didn't give me a reason, to throw myself into the void for you
Without consideration or caution
You were bad for the heart, an expert seductress
Me behind like a little dog looking for a moment alone
Because you were bluffing and I hugging the lampposts
Give yourself an award for being so good
Girl look me in the face, pay me a little attention
Give me a spin or spend the ammunition
I have no more bullets
My cards are just average
I won't play with you again
You have no mercy
You were bad for the heart
I thought you weren't like all the others
And because of you, so many hours went by
Talking with the table about you
You were bad for the heart
I thought you were going to be my lady
And that in Las Vegas we were going to have the wedding
But even Elvis has told me about you
You were bad for the heart, an expert seductress
Me behind like a little dog looking for a moment alone
Because you were bluffing and I hugging the lampposts
Give yourself an award for being so good, player