What was it? What happened?
How come we fight over blowjobs now?
If everything was going so well, everything seemed fine and now with makeup
You tell me to fuck off, to screw my mother
That you don't love me anymore, that you don't love me anymore
There was a change of plans and where there was fire now there is nothing left
It will be time for you to forget all the kisses in the early morning
May you forget the fourteen and may you forget his name
Go back to your old ways, go back to your old ways
It will be necessary, no way, to go crazy again
Bandits will play, thinking about your eyes
You'll see me again, baby, at the whorehouse
And today, where will that little ass I love be?
It will be necessary, no way, to go crazy again
It will be time to go out and run into another
'We close in fifteen,' the waiter tells me
And here I am thinking of calling you again
And because we are who we are, my love
And here I am thinking of calling you again
And this is how Armenta sounds
It will be time to go crazy again
Bandits will play, thinking about your eyes
You'll see me again, baby, at the whorehouse
Oh, where is that little ass I love?
It will be necessary, no way, to go crazy again
It will be time to go out and run into another
'We close in fifteen,' the waiter tells me
And here I am thinking of calling you again