Come on baby, dance with me.
Bye bye.
Come on baby, come on baby, come on baby, baby.
Baby dance with me.
Bye bye.
Come on baby,
come on baby,
come on baby,
bye bye.
I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling again.
I'm tiring everyone and I'm only making myself happy.
And I have enough impudence to put them on the wagon,
to sleep,
to sleep with my face in a salad.
You are ashamed to go with me to visit your girlfriend,
because I will be there quickly drunk.
I'm a man who drinks without knowing the measure.
I drink from the soul, yes, I'm a drunkard.
You cured me with conspiracies,
hypnosis,
frostbite,
brain and threats.
Hey,
I come to you again drunk,
with pig-eyed,
with pig-eyed and with red roses.
I know you're a citadel, with these tricks.
Give me a gift, it's stupid.
Yeah,
you're cheating,
I know you're angry at me,
but I'm fighting again,
sober and drunk.
I'm not just sober, I just took off the stress.
The more I'm in the closet, the further I get.
And I have only to take off the fatigue,
because I'm a drunkard.
Come on baby, dance with me.
Bye bye.
Because I'm a drunkard.
I have beer, whiskey, beer, vodka,
rum,
tequila,
but you won't leave anything here at all.
Because you're a drunkard.
You swim crookedly,
dance,
but it's a very strange dance.
Because you're a drunkard.
A couple more drinks and you look happy,
your skin is just glistening.
Because you're a drunkard.
Another drink and you're a look-out for a drunkard.
The meeting is closing,
woman, you're a drunkard.
Come on baby, dance with me.
Bye bye.
Because you're a drunkard.
Come on baby, dance with me.
Bye bye.
Because you're a drunkard.
Come on baby,
dance with me.
Bye bye.
Because you're a drunkard.