♪♪♪¿Cómo estamos?♪¡Eh!Las chicas pronto llegaran¡Oe, oe!Estamos impacientes ya¡Oe, oe, oe!Sin chicas no puedo jugar¡Oe, oe, oe!Al juego que me gusta más¡Oe, oe, oe!¡Oe, oe, oe!Estamos impacientes¡Oe, oe, oe!Y un poquito calientesEs porque nos quieren tirarSíganme prontoNo quiero irme a dormir yaSí, voy a dormir soloUna chica por favorQue me quiera consolarLa cerveza se acabóYa de aquí nos echan¡Je, je, je! ¡Ja, ja, ja!Porque nos quieren tirar¡Je, je, je! ¡Ja, ja, ja!Si aún queda cerveza¡Je, je, je! ¡Ja, ja, ja!No existe caridad¡Je, je, je! ¡Ja, ja, ja!Ya en toda Texas¡Arriba!¡Yupi, hey!¡Yupi, hey!¡Yupi, hey, hey!¡Yupi, hey, hey!¡Yupi, hey, hey!¡Hey! ¡Violines flotantes!Es domingo y todosDuermen del nadie del salónEs domingo y todosBuscan aspirinas en el cajónEs domingo y todosBuscan aspirinas en el cajón¡De marcha voy! ¡De marcha voy!¡De fiesta voy! ¡De fiesta voy!¡De marcha vamos todos hoy!¡Y que se apunte el que quiera!¡Y que se pierda el que no!¡De marcha estoy! ¡De marcha estoy!¡De fiesta estoy! ¡De fiesta estoy!¡De marcha estamos todos hoy!¡Y que se apunte el que quiera!¡Y que se pierda el que no!¡Oh! ¡Oh! ¡Oh!I don't knowThis is not seriousI'm going to say it a little bit coolGood vibesYou are colleaguesBastardsSoIf it doesn't look *** greatI have to spend the money in the studioDon't *** with meSo we have to do it rightSo I don't have toSpend the money, right Alberto?It's not okBecause I know that laterNoButSince it's my birthdayI repeatToday is a very special dayBecause I have gathered some friendsLike for exampleJavi el DementeWho has come to Posta from SevilleA round of applauseJavi joined InhumanosIn 1992In an album that was recordedIn Nacional con la DemenciaAnd there are more friendsWho have wanted to joinLike the great FugiThe forum, manI need the forumGo upGo up to the forum, ***If the forum doesn't go upWe take it outThe bad thing about this groupIs that there are peopleWho were freaksAnd thenThey were directors of companiesMarketing advisorsAnd the ***And thenNo one wants to go outAnd they say*** my lifeLike youThisI said it was a birthdayAnd it's going to beOf the good onesOf the real ones, right?I think the time has comeTo give them a drinkAnd nothing betterTo give them a drinkThan a songThat says something likeOh, how blind I amI think I'm going to fallI don't know if I'm going to be able to hold on
