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We're here, the hidden ones
Looking for a party to chat in El Parhiso, I came to stop, women, beer, the party, everything I want is here, on the wheel along the boardwalk, I wheat bukana, I bring a caguamon, bringing the party, it begins and ends. until it dawns there there are too many chelas for this shelter this maleco is for chattering there there are too many chelas for this shelter this malecon is for the chattering well
boy von las morritas in my truck llelera filled with the sound of beer women the party everything I want is here we are drowned in my boardwalk we do not bring a fair or a party is going on the party dancing the party begins and ends until what dawns there you have too many chelas for this refuge this maleco is for the chatter there you have too many chelas for this refuge this boardwalk is for the chatter This shelter, this boardwalk is for chatter