La Gorda y La Flaca
Señores, de las canciones, de las canciones de Miguelón
Este tema se llama La Gorda y La Flaca
Canelin, saca la gente a bailar, dice
¡Há-há-há!
Subimos la hielera en la Cheyenne
Por radio, le marcamos a unas plebes
Unos contactos del compa Flaco
Mi compa Güero se puso contento
Salimos, íbamos a 100 por hora
Mi flaco, ¿qué tal están las morras?
Pues que te digo, la mera neta
En el Facebook se miraban cajetas
(¿Era Facebook, Miguelón?)
(¡Era Tinder!)
(Tinder!) (Yes, sir)
(Anda, viejo, loco)
Seguimos, yo sentía desconfianza
Llegamos por ellas hasta su casa
Parecían alegres y jaladoras
Una era flaca y la otra gorda
Le dije: Pues, Flaco, ¿qué te pasa?
Son 2, pa' 3 no nos alcanza
Me dijo: Compa, ponga atención
Una de las morras se cuenta por 2
Subimos todos en la Cheyenne
Ni modo, ya andábamos calientes
Echamos hielo en la hielera
Y a las 2 morras en la cajuela
Salimos bien machín quemando llanta
De pronto, vi a la gorda que lloraba
Porque resulta que, en la paseada
A un golpe de viento, voló la flaca
Volvimos por el camino a buscarla
No hubo manera de encontrarla
La pobre gorda, desconsolada
Tomaba cerveza para olvidarla
La gorda arrasó con la hielera
Y fuimos a tirarla hasta su casa
Cuando llegamos, ¡vaya sorpresa!
Estaba la flaca bañada en tierra
La flaca estaba muy molesta
La gorda, al verla muy contenta
Mi compa Flaco les dijo: Si hay chanza
La otra semana, nos dan la revancha
The Fat One and The Skinny One
Gentlemen, from the songs, from Miguelón's songs
This theme is called The Fat One and The Skinny One
Canelin, gets the people to dance, says
Ha-ha-ha!
We loaded the cooler in the Cheyenne
On the radio, we called some girls
Some contacts of Flaco's buddy
My buddy Güero was happy
We left, we were going 100 miles per hour
My skinny friend, how are the girls?
Well, what can I say, the honest truth
On Facebook, they looked like pussies
(Was it Facebook, Miguelón?)
(It was Tinder!)
(Tinder!) (Yes, sir)
(Come on, old man, crazy)
We continued, I felt distrust
We arrived at their house
They seemed happy and flirtatious
One was skinny and the other fat
I said: Well, Flaco, what's up?
There are 2, for 3 it's not enough
He said: Buddy, pay attention
One of the girls counts as two
We all got in the Cheyenne
Oh well, we were already hot
We put ice in the cooler
And the 2 girls in the trunk
We left burning rubber like crazy
Suddenly, I saw the fat one crying
Because it turns out that, during the ride
A gust of wind blew the skinny one away
We went back on the road to find her
There was no way to find her
The poor fat one, inconsolable
Drank beer to forget her
The fat one cleared out the cooler
And we went to drop her off at her house
When we arrived, what a surprise!
The skinny one was covered in dirt
The skinny one was very upset
The fat one, seeing her very happy
My buddy Flaco told them: If there's a chance
Next week, we'll have a rematch
Escrita por: Miguel Gaxiola