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Mommy, one neither walks nor runs
A gallop
300 kilometers per hour
That woman doesn't even trust her shadow.
Stroll through the alleys
With his particular outfit
He doesn't give anyone explanations
Although they say she is the culprit
From a national scandal (uh, uh-uh, uh)
Her hair smells of cigar and jasmine
Read his name in the magazine
He knows he's in trouble
He doesn't like to get involved in discussions
But there are several reasons for this.
To start fighting
He knows no fear
Just with a kick
He can knock down all the bad guys.
She gallops, she gallops
Along the avenue with the best clothes
She gallops without a rider
A serious girl, no one messes with her
She gallops (eh, she gallops), she gallops (she gallops)
On the avenue with the best clothes (Versace)
She gallops (Gucci), without a rider (Prada)
A serious girl, no one messes with her (no!)
I didn't come to sell history, ah!
I came to steal your girlfriend
Scandalous, irreverent
Twenty-four carats in the teeth'
I gallop that horse without permission
I put rebellion in paradise, ma
I have them all snatched away
That's why they call me "bad-behaved" (bad-behaved)
She gallops, she gallops
Along the avenue with the best clothes
She gallops without a rider
A serious girl, no one messes with her
She gallops (eh, she gallops), she gallops (she gallops)
On the avenue with the best clothes (Versace)
She gallops (Gucci), without a rider (Prada)
A serious girl, nobody messes with her (¡cu-cu-cu-cu-cu!)
On Z, 55.1 is playing, Nathy Peluso and the Salsa Horses
Sounding worldwide
She leaves, she doesn't walk, she goes on horseback
She leaves (no one gets her off the horse, not even Pedro Navaja)
She leaves, she doesn't walk, she goes on horseback
She goes (crushing all the rats through the streets of Manhattan)
She leaves, she doesn't walk, she goes on horseback
She's leaving (a divine mare, stronger than caffeine)
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