He arrives looking like a gallant
One of those very expensive watches and a tumbao when walking
And a bag with a GAP jacket
Bathed in a perfume and a lot of lipstick
He told the woman that he works at night
And that is why he now arrives at three in the morning
He believes that by washing the collar of that jacket well
Up there they forgive him with a clean slate
Wash, wash the lies that fascinate you so much
Turning malice into a routine thing
Wash, wash the lies but remember that in life
Whether sooner or later the truth is never cleaned
Well fashioned guess who arrived
The kid a little Fine, you already know another Simon, Simon
Let me tell you that in the washing machine 15 he is mixing underpants
With Victoria Secret clothes
If there in his town the family found out
That he came to New York to hide his double life
He swears that because of the distance they never find out there
Hey boy, why are you hiding, get strong and come out of the closet
Wash, wash the lies that fascinate you so much
Turning malice into a routine thing
Wash, wash the lies but remember that in life
Whether sooner or later the truth It never gets clean
If drink offered salvation
That American has a chair next to God
He enters quietly, his glasses covering him
Today he doesn't even say, Good Morning
Oh, give him Pepto-Bistmol
It seems that on Fridays he goes to party without thinking about it
And beer after beer makes his head go crazy
Tumbling on the floor he got muddy the t-shirt
And he has come to confess to buy his penances
Wash, wash the lies that fascinate you so much
Turning malice into a routine thing
Wash, wash the lies but remember that in life
Whether sooner or later the truth is never cleaned

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