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Joaquín Sabina

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I saw her at a zebra crossing
Dodging a bus with the bag
She was wearing black stockings
checkered scarf, blue miniskirt.

She told me: "Do you have fire?
quiet, that what I smoke is legal
I left the jail yesterday
How cool if you invited me to dinner. "

I got help from rain
I walked with an umbrella and she did not
Where are we going blonde?

- "Where you take me" -she answered.
So we went up
my house - "what is the pole" - warn her
With a mattress we are enough

As heater, heart, I have you. "
I reheated a soup
Red wine, bread and sausage
At the second cup
- "What do we do with the clothes?" - she asked.

And I never had more
more religion than a woman's body
from the neck of a cloud
that dawn I hung up

I was alone when
the next day the sun revealed me
I woke up hugging
the absence of her body in my mattress

The bad thing is not that she fled
with my wallet and with my computer
worse is that she left
stealing my heart also

At night fairy skin
in broad daylight Cruella de Ville
"Bad" early morning
and I thought i'm like Steve McQueen.

If in some zebra walk way
you find her, tell her I wrote her a blues
She was wearing black stockings
checkered scarf, blue miniskirt.

She told me: "Do you have fire?
quiet, that what I smoke is legal
I left the jail yesterday
How cool if you invited me to dinner. "

At night fairy skin
in broad daylight Cruella de Ville
"Bad" early morning
and I thought i'm like Steve McQueen.

If in some zebra walk way
you find her, tell her I wrote her a blues
She was wearing black stockings
checkered scarf, blue miniskirt.

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