The store is always empty
Waiting for a pass
Just asking for pesos
Buying cigarettes
Looking for a job
Anything I put in
Not even a waiter will accept
br/>They say I look like a holder
Always go to bed every day
I can't flirt anymore
I'll just go home to us
Our father will just pray
Browser of the dish
Oh my god it's dry again
Bring the ice
When my head gets cold
Satiated with problems
Rich in worries
Full of sadness
Isn't there an end
Alaws arep always every day
I can't make love anymore
I'll just go home to us
Our father will just pray< br/>Alaws arep always every day
I can't flirt anymore
I'll just go home with us

INVIA LE CORREZIONI