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Translation
How embarrassing
A tequila
or holy water?
Who takes care of it,
the priest or a band-aid?
Keep quiet,
a visitor is coming
What a family,
so perfect
What we don't have,
we pretend to have it
We cover things with a rug
or a blanket
The truth is uncomfortable
and it itches
If it doesn't fit you
or isn't your measure
Amen
I grew up
with complexes
I don't ask for
advice
Neither for myself
nor for my ego
But it's none of
your business
I was told that
I don't have to come to mass anymore
Because I gave a kiss
to a girl
And all of a sudden I have to
remove the cross
Remember that
I was an altar girl
And where are
the Catholics?
Erotic thought
This priest has
a d*ck to stomp on
How to judge
if the cases are so similar?
There is so much gossip
to avoid
My mother is not a saint,
I'm not stupid
Nosy b*tch,
and why do you care so much?
Gossip, you certainly listen to, but
when it comes to helping you are deaf
And a fat woman
called me ugly
And an ugly woman
called me fat
A g*y guy
called me a tomboy
He also gave me a dirty look,
this drug dealer who is still poor
Despite already being in his forties (Ha).
This is so embarrassing (x2)
Aye, it's so embarrassing
Yah (x3)
It's so embarrassing, Yah
I want my wallet
big as a whale
Ah grandma, sorry
(Yah)
If it were up to you
I would have
Neither a good flight
nor a plane
It's so embarrassing (x2)
A tequila
or holy water?
Who takes care of it,
the priest or a band-aid?
Keep quiet,
a visitor is coming
What a family,
so perfect
A tequila
or holy water?
Who takes care of it,
the priest or a band-aid?
Keep quiet,
a visitor is coming
What a family...
mmm...
ay
It's so embarrassing
(It's so embarrassing)
Family is
a bunch of meddlers
Even with so much
prayers and long scarves
They can't get rid of
of the envy
In the end
they create problems
Or they diss you on the sly,
lying uncles
Just between you and me,
they're so jealous
They accuse each other of everything
They were in the mud,
but they come out looking fabulous.
Let's get
the dirt out
Let's get the truths out
even if everyone sweats
I don't care,
all my life they've been talking trash
And I haven't done anything
to anyone
What family did I have?
What if I
smoked marijuana
And my uncle was doing coke
in the bathroom
It's not your problem
who I go out with
You have another son
in the neighborhood
Look, out here there are
no saints or wh*res
Neither here nor there,
there are no pathways
And if you don't like it
don't be surprised
Look, in truth,
the looks are insulting
And from looks to looks,
look again
Why from so high?
If there is a problem,
I think that the streets will decide
No bandages,
everything will be fine
There are critics,
but we can't quit the dance
I want my wallet
big as a whale
Ah grandma, I'm sorry.
(Yah,) x3
If it were up to you,
I would have
Neither this flight
nor a plane
Look, here
neither saints nor wh*res
(no bitc**s)
Neither here nor there,
there's no set pathways
And if you don't like it
don't be surprised
Look, in truth,
the looks are insulting
What the f*ck?
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Idioms from "Que oso"
| 1. | Me vale madre |
| 2. | Neither here nor there |
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