Yo Tengo Un Novio
Yo tengo un novio que es gitano
y que me deja tocársela con la mano.
Y que me tiene hecha una reina
y le han dao un puestecillo enel mercao.
Le gusta mu poco que salga
pero me regala tangas mu preciosos;
y yo le dejo que me agarre el culo
mientras hago un guiso de bacalao.
Ay, ay, que gitano me comprao
Yo tengo un novio que es la caña
con el pelo que parece una montaña.
Que no me deja ir al flamequito nocturno
y yo quiero ir a bailá.
No limpia el polvo pero a mi me echa
unos polvos que quita las telarañas.
El folla mucho, bebe whisky
y fuma porros pa cantá.
Ay, ay, que gitano me comprao
Pégame, castígame, prohíbeme, de salí,
que yo sin ti, si no es así,
yo no podría de viví.
Ay, ay, que gitano me comprao
Y que me gusta una navaja un mercaíllo
y unas bragas baratas;
una camisa, un organíllo y unos tacones
para yo taconeá.
Que me se acerque un rubio de ojitos azules
y él le diga que lo mata;
donde me pongan mi gitano tan moreno
a mi me sobra lo demás.
Ay, ay, que gitano me comprao
Pégame, castígame, prohíbeme, de salí
que yo sin ti, si no es así,
yo no podría de viví.
Ay, ay, que gitano me comprao(x3)
I Have a Boyfriend
I have a boyfriend who's a gypsy
and lets me touch it with my hand.
He treats me like a queen
and got a little job in the market.
He doesn't like me going out much
but he gifts me very precious thongs;
and I let him grab my ass
while I cook a cod stew.
Oh, oh, what a gypsy I've bought
I have a boyfriend who's awesome
with hair like a mountain.
He doesn't let me go to the night flamenco
and I want to go dance.
He doesn't clean the dust but he gives me
some powders that clear the cobwebs.
He fucks a lot, drinks whiskey
and smokes joints to sing.
Oh, oh, what a gypsy I've bought
Hit me, punish me, forbid me, don't let me go out,
because without you, if it's not like this,
I couldn't live.
Oh, oh, what a gypsy I've bought
And I like a knife, a little market
and some cheap panties;
a shirt, an organ, and some heels
for me to tap dance.
If a blondie with blue eyes approaches me
he tells him he'll kill him;
where they put my gypsy so dark
I don't need anything else.
Oh, oh, what a gypsy I've bought
Hit me, punish me, forbid me, don't let me go out
because without you, if it's not like this,
I couldn't live.
Oh, oh, what a gypsy I've bought (x3)