(Chorus)
Na, Na-Na Nah, Na-Na Nah. Hey!
Na Na Na-Na, Na Na-Na. Hey!
Na Na-Na Na-Na Na Na-Na. Hey!
Na Na-Na Na-Na Na Na-Na. Hey!
(Verse 1)
Na-Na, Na-Na Na-Na, Na-Na-Na Na-Na.
As the gringos say, let the crowd go bananas .
I have Hawaiian friends with kitsch taste,
Piña colada and beach aesthetics;
a bad girl who likes guns,
tattoos and mentality surfer.
There on the track, unpleasant and drunk,
talking nonsense without anyone understanding her.
She's already passed out and doesn't understand Spanish.
She told the bartender ââÂBaby, only one mole!ââ
She already has pronunciation problems
and for her I wrote this song, to say...
(Chorus)
(VERSE 2)
I pretended to be an intellectual at the university,
acting as if I had some seriousness.
Reading complicated books to believe myself
and deceive those who were admiring me.
Then I wrote a thousand songs with meaning
and a good message to support the movement.
But the truth caresses the brain
It is narcissistic and somewhat boring.
I want to have fun, but why do that?
It's the crisis, you don't need to remind me.
I want to dance, I want to jump and enjoy
with a catchy and popular style chorus that says...
(Chorus)
(BRIDGE)
Let's now celebrate the El Dorado Grand Dance!
Let's now celebrate the Great Dance of Identities!