Friday again, crazy coconut
And I see you reflected on the television
And because you sleep in Madrid and wake up in Tokyo
While the weather couldn't be better
And because you shine when you walk
While you tie your hair and think about singing
...
And I don't know what you were thinking when you forgot the bronzer
On my pillow, only your flowery scent remains
And even though you prick me as you walk
You don't waste time and you ignite another heart
...
And don't bite me, because I don't want to wake up
For at least one more hour, I want to hear you talk
How you wet your bikini and prefer to swim
...
Dangerous pop, dangerous pop
Dangerous pop, dangerous pop