I grew up in the village
I'm just promdi
Promdi probins
And not really prom da city
Accustomed to a simple and slow life
The man is polite
Know how to serve
I'm afraid of life in Manila
My head is dizzy
I feel like a trump card
Be careful when crossing the road
Jeep and cabs are speeding
Be careful when going down
You might fall
Even your wallet will be stolen
Different men
The one in the city
There is a playboy pogi
But five -five steady
Some are handsome and sexy
It's a pity that there are ses-mi
Some are old and look like grandfather
Chedeng car still
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At the disco
He met someone
He was in good shape
Sweet tongue
I thought he was a young man
He was with his sugar mommy
Me I'm going back
To my beloved province
It's no longer a problem
Call me a prom girl
It won't be changed
Prom life
People live simple but happy
A promdi man is good at falling in love
Even if he has no attitude, he is not plastic!
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