Hector el Father
Bad Boy
Telephone
'W'...
'Y'...
'El Father'...
( I miss you!)
[Los Rompediscotekas!]
I've wanted to see you for a long time
I'm looking for the way your body looks
Neither your father nor your mother love you with me
Well, let's make love over the phone
I've wanted to see you for a long time
I'm looking for the way your body has
Neither your father nor your mother want you with me
Well, let's make love over the phone
And just have my phone number
For when you feel alone
And you call me, remember
That I I will be for you at all hours
And just have my phone number
For when you feel alone
And you call me, remember
That I will be for you at all hours
(Hey, baby!)
Doll, call Collect
I thirst for you
I want to touch you...
Tangle you in the web
Push yourself to the wall
To devour you...
Then let go, let go, seduce me
Come on, take advantage, turn on and see me
And I'm warm ©ntate, to devour you...
I have wanted to see you for a long time
I am looking for the way your body has
Neither your father nor your mother want you with me
Well, let's make love on the phone
I've wanted to see you for a long time
I'm looking for the way your body feels
Neither your father nor your mother want you with me
Well, let's make love love for the telephone
She calls me in an asterisk
She likes chat and a little disco
Crazy that I eat her in one bite
Ma', I want your zip code
I'll confiscate your number
Boy, you call her and I'll pinch her
Let the cross-eyed guy calm down or I'll throw him off a cliff
Play him this record and tell him that I I live surly
That cat of yours is a rock and a half Jalisco
And I'm as big as San Francisco
And just have my phone number
For when you feel alone
And you call me, remember
That I will be there for you at all hours
And just have my phone number
For when you feel alone
And you call me, remember
That I will be there for you at all hours
I have wanted to see you for a long time
I am looking for the way your body has
Neither your father nor your mother want you with me
Well, let's make love over the phone
I've wanted to see you for a long time
I'm looking for the way your body feels
Neither your father nor your mother want you with me
Well, let's make love over the phone
Hey, clown!
For you to make a song like this!
It's simple, you have to be born again!
Hunger and dream is what you have!
'W', the survivor with Yandel!
Héctor, the father!
Hey, baby, calm down!
That There won't be any backlash!
Okay?
You're with me!