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The Batatita

Rodrigo Bueno

La Batatita

En Córdoba capital, en el barrio de Villa Páez, había una de esas mujeres que te curan de todos los males. Y al verla por mal de amor y a verla por mi amorcito, a ver si esa mujer me sacaba un dolorcito.
Me dolía acá, me dolía acá.
Y me dijo así, escuhá bien.

No entierre una zanahoria, no vaya a enterrar la chaucha, para recuperar a su amor hay que enterrar la batata.

Poniendo, sacando, poniendo, sacando, poniendo y sacando.

Estuve seis meses en cana por enterrar la batata, por enterrar la batata en la puerta de mi casa. Estuve seis meses en cana por enterrar la batata, por enterrar la batata en la puerta de mi casa.

En Córdoba capital, en el barrio de Villa Páez, había una de esas mujeres que te curan de todos los males. Y al verla por mal de amor y a verla por mi amorcito, a ver si esa mujer me sacaba un dolorcito.

Me dijo: "Cordobés, te han engualichado".

No entierre una zanahoria, no vaya a enterrar la chaucha, para recuperar a su amor hay que enterrar la batata.

Poniendo, sacando, poniendo, sacando.

Estuve seis meses en cana por enterrar la batata, por enterrar la batata en la puerta de mi casa. Estuve seis meses en cana por enterrar la batata, por enterrar la batata en la puerta de mi casa. Yo estuve seis meses en cana por enterrar la batata, por enterrar la batata en la puerta de mi casa. Vecinos me insultaban y otros aplaudían, pero yo terminé cuarteteando en la comisaría.

The Batatita

In Córdoba capital, in the neighborhood of Villa Páez, there was one of those women who cure you of all ills. And seeing her because of love sickness and seeing her because of my sweetheart, let's see if that woman would make me feel a little pain.
It hurt me here, it hurt me here.
And he told me like this, listen well.

Don't bury a carrot, don't bury the beans, to get your love back you have to bury the sweet potato.

Putting, taking out, putting, taking out, putting and taking out.

I spent six months in prison for burying the sweet potato, for burying the sweet potato at the door of my house. I spent six months in prison for burying the sweet potato, for burying the sweet potato at the door of my house.

In Córdoba capital, in the neighborhood of Villa Páez, there was one of those women who cure you of all ills. And seeing her because of love sickness and seeing her because of my sweetheart, let's see if that woman would make me feel a little pain.

He told me: "Cordobans, they have engualiched you."

Don't bury a carrot, don't bury the beans, to get your love back you have to bury the sweet potato.

Putting, taking out, putting, taking out.

I spent six months in prison for burying the sweet potato, for burying the sweet potato at the door of my house. I spent six months in prison for burying the sweet potato, for burying the sweet potato at the door of my house. I was in prison for six months for burying the sweet potato, for burying the sweet potato at the door of my house. Neighbors insulted me and others applauded, but I ended up having a foursome at the police station.