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And clapping and up and up that chorus that starts that says, that says:
Bate that beats, chocolate, beat that beats, beat that beats that beats chocolate.
A tattoo on her back, a black miniskirt, shoes and top, mysteriously she was dancing
I was looking at her since she arrived, suddenly her gaze locked on my eyes
holding her gaze He came closer and without saying anything he grabbed my face tightly and dragged me to the track.
Ma-yo-ne-sa, she beats me like making mayonnaise
everything she had taken soon went to my head.
Ma-yo-ne-sa, she beats me like making mayonnaise
I don't even know what my name is, or where I live (or where I live), nor am I interested...
. ..-Turn it up, the choco music that says there it goes, turn it up!, chocolate, take it-
Ma - yo - ne -sa, she beats me like making mayonnaise
everything What I had taken soon went to my head.
Ma-yo-ne-sa, she beats me like making mayonnaise
my friends told me that they found me dancing alone. What a mess, Carlitos!
How that girl laughed when you repeated and repeated and repeated,
I repeated? I repeated what? Am
Mayonnaise...