I have a series of farts
and I decided to solve them,
but as I heard
and pissed again
I wanted to drown my sorrows
but knew how to swim,
I wanted to drown my sorrows in alcohol
and were dashed to see it better.
I have some of my house
for everything that happens to me,
and pass me the mustard Alberto
Alberto passed me I sometimes overflows
And in bed I lose control
but the TV
and if I sleep with programming
awake at midnight drowned in sweat.
I've spent years improvising
and I keep forgetting,
and I remember that every forget me
which is still my role in life.
If you see Tito in the soil
and you can not even move
do not try and convince
because while his style is lose