es esto Pero este es lo que quiero Mescalero, lights me up like a flaming arrow Mescalero, mescalero Mescalero, El Camino Ford Ranchero Mescalero, mescalero Mescalero, mescalero
Crawlin' 'cross the floor at the Holiday Inn motel I saw that girl that my swamp bone knew so well She crawled out of Texas flipped off to Baton Rouge
I'm two shots shy of a 40 ounce quart A hand in the pocket and a hand in your shorts Shoot me with two and don't be slow You only got one good way to
QUE LASTIMA Y nosotros los pobres borrachos [And we the poor drunks] Nadie nos quiere coger [No one wants to have sex with us] Nuestro corazon no es tan
Yeah Just when I had the money to spend And I was always thinkin' it would never end Then the time came to the end of the game Don't you know And just
My baby did a low down dirty thang My baby turned my mind to mush She took my liquor and left me the can to crush My baby did a low down dirty thang
Mescalero (Mescalero) Turn your head like a red sombrero Mescalero (Mescalero, mescalero) Mescalero (Mescalero) Lights me up like a flaming arrow Mescalero (Mescalero, mescalero) Mescalero (Mescalero
Piece I want a little piece I want a little piece of your love I' ve been here, I' ve been there Seems like I' ve been everywhere Lookin' around lookin
I could have been a brain surgeon I could have been a pharmacist I gave a shot at radio revivalist With the boss man I'd have never been missed Me so
Y Nosotros los pobres borachos Nadie no quere cojer Nuestro carazon no es tan Malo, pero no tenemos mujer Que Lastima Que Lastima Que Lastima Que Lastima
So you stayed in my house for about a year Ate my food and you drank my beer You took my money, kept asking for more When you disappeared, didn't close
Stackin' paper Cheese and huevos Give me another million dollars Another million Stackin' paper My money maker I'm ready and I'm willin' Just stack a
Tramp You could call me that I don't wear continental clothes Stetson hats, sometimes Momma would Papa too I love this child It's all I know how to do
What would you do if you was to love me? What would you do if I loved you too? I knew that I'd fall like a sinner I'd rather fall in a sinner than fall
Draggin' old Mustang '69 Top dropped back an' lookin' fine Workin' the groove, backin' up with Scotch Lookin' like Sir Lancelot What it is, brother?
Somethin' crossed my mind again You were in my eyes It was somewhere out by Bombay And I'm tellin' all those lies But I've been there and you've been
Traduction: ZZ Top. Mescalero.
