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(ayyy amorrrr, where are you)
Pull on the band,
I play a batch of songs for you
here between us, I cried with two of them
that's how I get from your damn goodbye
I pouted
with the first tequilas I drank
10 o'clock struck, but then
11 o'clock struck and I cursed you again
around 12 o'clock, I lost my pose,
br/>and I was about to run after you
the 1st arrived, and fortunately
from 2 to 3 I became unconscious and fell asleep
but at 4, I cried for a while
and I got rude
5 o'clock struck, and this Sunday
I miss you again
(I don't sing because it makes friends,
I sing to relieve myself)
like at 12, I lost my pose,
and I was about to run after you
the 1st arrived, and fortunately
from 2 to 3 I became unconscious and fell asleep
but alas 4, I cried for another while
and I became rude
5 o'clock struck, and this Sunday
I missed you again