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And I cant get rid of
this fucken desire to drink
I already threw the cooler in the RZR, I filled it with beer
I downloaded music to the iPhone and put the auxiliary
Ever since I lost you
I've been thinking thinking of your love
The truth that I need, I was so used to
You had me so bedridden, you pampered me as a child
Oh, what an ugly life in this beautiful heart, mamacita
And I cant get rid of
this horrible desire to call you
I don't know if you have forgotten me or you have already blocked me from Face
But I pass by your house and it makes me want to get closer
Just thinking of you
if you weren't so cute I'd forgot you
Compa, I returned to the same ', pass me another one from Tecate
Bring another twenty-four, because I plan to get drunk
drink up drink up man
do not leave stay behind man, eah)
The band plays in your honor
and even if you do not come out I brought you serenade
I already ordered, pretty güerita, and the corrido "I'm from Rancho"
Because I know that it fascinates you when you grab the party
And I cant get rid of
This blessed desire to hold you
If I suffer it is because I love you and I am jealous of your absence
I don't know what the fuck you gave me, but I can't forget you
papantla
