Ni De Ellos Ni De Ellas
People are say these
and people are say these
people are talking
people are talking
people are..people are..
¿Cuantas veces las habeis visto? ehn,
que tienes ¿amigos o sacos de lagrimas?, ¿que tienes?,
te lias siempre con los mas malote y tu compi nunca pilla, (pobre tio),
quilla que no son peluches ...
Me presento soy el Tote y cuando escribo llora la cebolla,
incito a los chavales a que piensen con la polla,
la vida es lo que pasa mientras mueres,
y espero que se marque el móvil sólo y que se enteren de quién eres,
te quiere, si claro como amigo,
quiere pulirse a to la clase entera menos tú y que seas testigo,
quiere que seas su abrigo y la comprendas, leerte su agenda,
enseñarte el piercing del ombligo que ha comprao en la tienda, (¡ahora ni tocarlo!... quita)
Espero que entiendas que eres muy especial
pero en cuanto a lengua quiere la del Carlos
que es un chulo y que la trata mal pero es un tío
supongo que los más normales somos aburridos
así que nada de lástima chico nuevo y pasa de página
tú serás su confidente y saco de lágrimas
Esta es la clase de práctica que practican las tías que no valen,
inútiles como máquinas... de abdominales
son las que salen arreglás pa comprar leche… vamos
pero hay un truco a esas ni las miramos
Otras machacan al novio hasta hacerlo papilla
luego el nota triunfa y son las primeras en ponerse de rodillas
bichos malos... ya les vale,
a veces las cosas normales hacen ruido, como la teta de Janet
Nada más tonto que venderse cara a un necio
me recuerdan al Sevilla-Rock, hundidas por sus propios precios.
(estribillo)
Yoooo, no sé si tengo razón
y es que lo he visto tantas veces que no sé la solución
tu dime ¿QUÉ es lo que quieres?
no sé si puede haber tanta amistad entre hombres y mujeres...
No sé si tengo razón
y es que lo he visto tantas veces que no sé la solución,
empino la botella mientras miro a las estrellas
y pienso "no te fíes nunca, ni de ellos ni de ellas"
Te voy a hacer un dibujo, mira esos chavales romanticos y comprensivos,
intentando aparentar y que va tio, tarde o temprano sale la bestia a flote ... escucha
Segunda parte soy el mismo y emborracho a los madroños, incito a las chavalas a que piensen con el coño
conozco a los románticos que estudian como dar dos besos
pero los he visto ahí fuera tío... y no era nada de eso,
tirando de su crédito, tol día haciendo méritos,
no se que esperan, los más catetos de la esfera,
sacando las plumas de pavos reales
buscando fortuna con un Audi, y ¡el Audi no cabe en la acera!
Él sólo quiere tu cuerpazo,
sino ¿por qué hace culo en el gimnasio y se afeita el pelo de los brazos?
es trampa, y dicen "soy feliz con poco",
para impresionar, pero tienen kelis con tres plantas
Muchas se preocupan y se preguntan: "¿voy en serio o no?"
si se peen delante tuya ya ha empezao la relacción
Es triste pero cierto, sino examine,
ella contándole un problema y él deseando que termine
Son los que venden a su madre pa liarse con seis
pero hay un truco a esos ni los miréis
Otros machacan a la novia hasta hacerla puré,
luego tienen más cuernos que un reno y no saben por qué
El que empezó como un galán ya no lo es tanto,
tras el cortejo salen unos reflejos de espanto
y luego el chasco. ¿Quieres mi opinión?...
Como conclusión: tos damos bastante asco
(estribillo)
Yoooo, no sé si tengo razón
y es que lo he visto tantas veces que no sé la solución
tu dime ¿QUÉ es lo que tiene de diferente?
el pseudo romantico y el resto de la gente
No sé si tengo razón
y es que lo he visto tantas veces que no sé la solución,
empino la botella mientras miro a las estrellas
y pienso "no te fíes nunca, ni de ellos ni de ellas"
(Gracias a Mikel por esta letra)
Neither Of Them nor Of Them
People are saying these
and people are saying these
people are talking
people are talking
people are..people are..
How many times have you seen them? ehn,
What do you have, friends or bags of tears? What do you have?
You always get involved with the baddest and your friend never catches, (poor guy),
keel that are not stuffed animals...
I introduce myself as Tote and when I write the onion cries,
I encourage the kids to think with their dicks,
life is what happens while you die,
and I hope that they dial the cell phone only and that they find out who you are,
He loves you, yes of course as a friend,
He wants to polish the entire class except you and for you to be a witness,
She wants you to be her shelter and understand her, read her agenda to you,
show you the navel piercing that he bought in the store, (now don't even touch it!... take it off)
I hope you understand that you are very special
but as for language, he wants Carlos's
that he is a pimp and that he treats her badly but he is a guy
I guess the most normal of us are boring
so no pity new boy and turn the page
you will be his confidant and sack of tears
This is the kind of practice that worthless chicks practice,
useless as abdominal machines
They are the ones that come out to buy milk... let's go
but there is a trick to those we don't even look at them
Others crush the boyfriend until he turns into pulp.
then the note triumphs and they are the first to get on their knees
bad bugs... that's enough for them,
Sometimes normal things make noise, like Janet's boob.
Nothing sillier than selling yourself face to a fool
They remind me of Sevilla-Rock, sunk by their own prices.
(chorus)
Yoooo, I don't know if I'm right
And I've seen it so many times that I don't know the solution.
You tell me WHAT do you want?
I don't know if there can be so much friendship between men and women...
I don't know if I'm right
and I have seen it so many times that I don't know the solution,
I tilt the bottle while looking at the stars
and I think "never trust them or them"
I'm going to draw you a drawing, look at those romantic and understanding kids,
trying to pretend and what's going on man, sooner or later the beast comes out... listen
Second part I am the same and I get the strawberry trees drunk, I encourage the girls to think with their pussy
I know the romantics who study how to give two kisses
But I've seen them out there man... and it wasn't anything like that,
Pulling your credit, every day making merits,
I don't know what they expect, the most dignified in the sphere,
removing peacock feathers
seeking his fortune with an Audi, and the Audi doesn't fit on the sidewalk!
He only wants your great body,
But why does he work his butt off at the gym and shave the hair off his arms?
It's a trap, and they say "I'm happy with little",
to impress, but they have kelis with three floors
Many worry and ask themselves: "Am I serious or not?"
If they fight in front of you, the relationship has already begun.
It's sad but true, but examine,
her telling him a problem and him wanting it to end
They are the ones who sell their mother to get involved with six
but there is a trick to those, don't even look at them
Others pound the bride until she is puree,
then they have more horns than a reindeer and they don't know why
The one who started out as a gallant is no longer so,
after the courtship some reflections of fear come out
and then the disappointment. Do you want my opinion?...
In conclusion: coughing is quite disgusting
(chorus)
Yoooo, I don't know if I'm right
And I've seen it so many times that I don't know the solution.
You tell me WHAT is different about it?
the pseudo romantic and the rest of the people
I don't know if I'm right
and I have seen it so many times that I don't know the solution,
I tilt the bottle while looking at the stars
and I think "never trust them or them"
(Thanks to Mikel for these lyrics)