I don't know what story I made up for you
So that you would stay the night here
The truth is that that was months ago
And I don't see you wanting to go out
Little by little you undermined the terrain
Forgetting things like the hairdryer
Until you took over everything
Even the control of my television
Today my freedom yawns
Well, the general forbade me to go out
It's Friday and I'm staying home
Because her mother is coming to cook today
And she parades with her tube look
Al Purest neighborhood style the apartment
To invite a friend
The devil in the house, sex machine
He says when it is done, he dictates how it is done
And at a time that suits him
The devil at home doesn't want to come out
Since you started the diets
There is nothing in the freezer
You are carrying 6 extra kilos
And I have open 3 holes in the belt
You already changed the house number
So that those whores never call again
And you gave me a cell phone
And you keep the password for my mailbox
The demon moved into my house
And there is no exorcism that will make her come out
I already posted a photo of her
Next to her mother ¡In the hall
And in the closet I don't even go into details
Which is a minefield like Afghanistan,
Between blouses and jewelry
I no longer have space to a sock
The devil at home, started out as a sheep
Today I ask permission while I clean the floor
To invite a friend
The devil at home, sex machine
br/>He says when it's done, he dictates how it's done
And at a time that suits him
The devil at home doesn't want to go out
Between cleaning and cooking
The pedicurist and his hairdresser
There are more than 6 of them working at home
And I'm suspecting his coach

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