Platero Y Tu
Miscellaneous
Walking Uphill
Mom has been drinking again.
She doesn't know how to walk uphill.
At home there is a guy with a belly and I I don't know who he is.
Every six months I have a new dad
the kind that pokes people for no reason;
the kind that stink of cigar butts and says: Terry me goes.
It blows too much, it comes from behind.
Every time there is no birdseed I start to cry.
It blows too much, it comes from behind.
His shoes were already old at Blas's party.
He already left, he must come back...
Do me a favor, Mr. Judge!
Dad He left, he lives in Jerez...
if they catch him I will never see him.
Dad went to live in Jerez;
they have given me his mobile phone.
br/>They say that if the police catch him I will never see him.
Mom has been drinking again.
You hear in the neighborhood that it is not fashionable
carrying bottles on your jacket and cry for the sake of crying.
It blows too much, it comes from behind.
Every time there is no birdseed I start to cry.
It blows too much, it comes from back.
His shoes were already old at Blas's party.
He's already gone, he must come back...
Do me a favor, Mr. Judge !
Dad left, he lives in Jerez....
if they catch him I will never see him

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