Parate Y Mira - Los Pericos

Buena gente, especialmente las damas

Y a ver, a ver, a ver, a ver, a ver a ver, a ver…

Párate y Mira, mira como se mueve,

Mira como baila, mira como salta (BIS)

No se da cuenta, ella sigue su juego

Va para adelante, sigue con su meneo

Cuida su cuerpo, no le da respiro

Y escucha lo que digo y mira lo que digo

Y que me maten!

Y el cha cha cha va moviendo a la morocha,

Con ese ritmo se pone palpitante,

Esa morocha no es para principiantes

Quién más quisiera ser el mejor navegante,

Lleva bien puesto su vestido escotado,

Va caminando con su pelo ensortijado,

Se va moviendo como un gato enjaulado,

Pasa tranquilo, que va de lado a lado.

Y eran amores, esos amores

Y eran amores, que no te cansan

Y eran amores, esos amores

Y eran amores, que no descansan

Párate y Mira, mira como se mueve,

Mira como baila, mira como salta.

(BIS)

Como si nada consigue su juego

Siempre distante, siempre hacia adelante

Mueve tu cuerpo, no te des respiro

Que esa mujer se lo tiene merecido.

Y que me maten!

Y ella te pide que le digas la verdad,

Ella te pide que hable con sinceridad,

Que le diga muy cerca del oído,

Lo que tu quieras que tengas decidido,

Esa mujer no resulta si es perdida

Y si la pierdes, perdé también la vida

Mueve tu cuerpo, no le des respiro

Que esa mujer se lo tiene merecido.

Y eran amores, esos amores

Y eran amores, que no te cansan

Y eran amores, esos amores

Y eran amores, que no descansan.

Ella te pide que le digas la verdad,

Que le digas muy cerca del oÌdo,

Lo que tu quieras que tengas decidido,

Y si la pierdes, perdé también la vida

Mueve tu cuerpo, muévelo, muévelo.

Mueve tu cuerpo.

Y el cha cha cha va moviendo a la morocha… Ritmo!

Bien merecido, bien merecido

Bien merecido, super merecido

Y su amiga también…

Good people, especially the ladies

And let's see, let's see, let's see, let's see, let's see, let's see...

Stand up and look, look how she moves,

Look how she dances, look how she jumps (BIS)

She doesn't realize, she follows her game

She goes forward, she continues with her wiggle

Take care of her body, she doesn't give her a break

And she hears what I say and watches what I say

And kill me!

And the cha cha cha is moving the brunette,

With that rhythm he gets throbbing,

That brunette is not for beginners

Who else would like to be the best sailor,

He wears his low-cut dress well,

He walks with his curly hair,

He moves like a caged cat

He passes quietly, he goes from side to side.

And they were loves, those loves

And they were loves, that don't tire you

And they were loves, those loves

And they were loves, that do not rest

Stand up and look, she looks how she moves,

Look how she dances, look how she jumps.

(BIS)

As if nothing gets its game

Always distant, always forward

Move your body, don't give yourself a break

That woman deserved it.

And kill me!

And she asks you to tell her the truth,

She asks you to speak truthfully,

Let her tell you very close to your ear,

What you want you to have decided,

That woman does not work if she is lost

And if you lose it, I also lost my life

Move your body, don't give it a break

That woman deserved it.

And they were loves, those loves

And they were loves, that don't tire you

And they were loves, those loves

And they were loves, that do not rest.

She asks you to tell her the truth,

That you tell her very close to her ear,

What you want you to have decided,

And if you lose it, I also lost my life

Move your body, move it, move it.

Move your body.

And the cha cha cha is moving the brunette… Rhythm!

Well deserved, well deserved

Well deserved, super deserved

And her friend of hers too...