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And it was a hot and silly afternoon
Of those that the sun burns your forehead
It was summer '97
And I was dying to see you
My only idea was to charm you
It was to take you anywhere
That day I played in the bar without a name
And there I was hoping to find you
I put on tight pants
The concert T-shirt
Come on, Josele, go to the car
Because tonight we rock it
And when I passed by your street, there you were
Waiting at the bus stop
Eating, gracefully, that lollipop
Yum-yum, yum-yum!
I don't know what hit me in the back
When I saw the slit in your skirt
A Seat Panda was crossing my way
And ate the bumper of my Ford Escort
Because of the slit of your skirt, I
Had a crash with a Seat Panda
Because of the slit of your skirt
I had a hit with a Seat Panda
Ten, fourty, postmeridian
We were late, as always
And the guy from the dive is pissed off
Because there's still nothing prepared
And people kept coming in
Just as I kept plugging and plugging
My brother, testing and testing
And, uh, testing, testing?
The warmth of the people, the soul of the place
These dazzling spotlights are very powerful
The crowd in front, awaiting indeed
Hot Hot!
Suddenly, the door opened
While I was picking up my guitar
And my legs began to shake
As I saw, again, the slit of your skirt
Because of the slit of your skirt, I
Broke three of the strings on this guitar
Because of the slit of your skirt
I broke three of the strings on this guitar
And, now that time has passed
It seems like it was yesterday
Since you disappeared from the concert
I haven't seen you again
I don't remember your eyes anymore
Not even your stare
I can only remember
The slit of your skirt
Because of the slit of your skirt, I
Got obsessed and go from bar to bar
Because of the slit of your skirt
I had a hit with a Seat Panda
Because of the slit of your skirt, I
Had a crash with a Seat Panda
Because of the slit of your skirt
I had an accident with a Seat Panda
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