And in Cúcuta, César Alcina, Que Viva el Vallenato! Aron Salgado, follow me! Los Ruinos That dream I had of a woman That doesn't bother me, that is very good Intelligent, without cantaleta Entrepreneur, noble and sincere The one I have is noble and beautiful But she looks like Interpol *** it, *** it and don't take it away Attributes seem like a gift I arrive at night and in the morning She always waits for me with her face Where were you, where are you going? Who were you with? Tell me now Who do you write to? You get a ping She is a woman to make it clear That I arrive on Friday, go baby She lives thinking about getting drunk So I stand in line So she doesn't come to annoy me Oh, all the women hate you And you don't escape If they gave you a Nobel Prize You would be the chacha If they gave you a Nobel Prize You would be the chacha Juan Felipe The pride of my brother Monopolies Doctor José Luis Rodríguez The barbican is lit The barbican is lit The barbican is lit Cousin Joaquin Vergara Sound Music When I take her to a party She starts to analyze the ladies If they greet me, she turns her face She puts on her show and sings the lyrics Like this species, none exist This situation drives me crazy What the hell, what the hell, it's pure candela I can't stand this relationship anymore No matter how hard I try, it doesn't work God, send me the solution Where do they come from? Who called you? Who were you talking to? Answer now You get a ping She is a woman to make it clear That I arrive on Friday, go baby She lives thinking about getting drunk So I stand in line So she doesn't come to annoy me Oh, all the women hate you And you don't escape If they gave you a Nobel Prize You would be the yaya If they gave you a Nobel Prize You would be the yaya Jairo and Carlos Mayares Mayares In Sicily Subtitulado por Cristina Pérez Cerezo