Bailando Sola - Don Omar

Son sus ojos de leones casando por la disco

Si a ti mismo…

Junto a el un traje corto todo un espejismo

De tu alcoholismo

Ella tan ágil, tu tan frágil jugando por el piso

Como en un hechizo

Por el cuello te va mordiendo,

Y te va hundiendo en su erotismo

Y se ve por la disco bailándole sola

Pide lento el dembow, el flow la descontrola

A regao por todo el piso el Champagne en la consola

Quien la controla

Cuando se acalora

Salvaje transpira

Y te muerde por el cuelo como vampira

Ella es la nena de tos ellos, una titera.

Que le sabe la boca loca por lo que aspira

Química pura, se pone acida

(Se pone acida…)

(Una Titera…)

(Se pone acida…)

(Se pone acida…)

(Una titera…)

Se pone acida por esa gota

Que la agota y la alucina

Y ella a la buena __

Pero a la mala le fascina

Ella es fanática de la playa y la piscina

Por ese tiene ese __ que tanto te maquina

(Fascina, maquina, le fascina, maquina, le fascina…)

Y se ve por la disco bailándole sola

Pide lento el dembow, el flow la descontrola

A regao por todo el piso el Champagne en la consola

Quien la controla

Cuando se acalora

Filosófica que tiene una lista de incidentes que es histórica

Y un cinturón de castidad que es de combinación automática

Una lunática, igual de alcohólica que sueña con tener una orgía gótica

Toda vestida de negro, haciendo poses acrobáticas, una sicótica

Y se ve por la disco bailándole sola

Pide lento el dembow, el flow la descontrola

A regao por todo el piso el Champagne en la consola

Quien la controla

Cuando se acalora

Nelly!

They are their eyes of lions marrying for the disco

If yourself…

Along with a short suit, a mirage

of your alcoholism

She so agile, you so fragile playing on the floor

as in a spell

By the neck it bites you,

And she plunges you into her eroticism

And she looks at the disco dancing alone

She asks for the dembow slowly, the flow throws her out of control

I spread the Champagne on the console all over the floor

who controls it

when she gets hot

wild perspires

And she bites you in the neck like a vampire

She is their baby, a puppet.

That she knows her crazy mouth for what she sucks

Pure chemistry, she gets acid

(She gets acid…)

(A Puppet…)

(It turns sour…)

(It turns sour…)

(A puppet…)

She gets acid from that drop

That exhausts her and hallucinates her

And she to the good __

But the bad one is fascinated by her

She is a fan of the beach and the pool

That's why she has that __ that both machines you

(Fascinates, machine, fascinates him, machine, fascinates him...)

And she looks at the disco dancing alone

She asks for the dembow slowly, the flow throws her out of control

I spread the Champagne on the console all over the floor

who controls it

when she gets hot

Philosophical that has a list of incidents that is historical

And a chastity belt that is automatic combination

A lunatic, just as alcoholic who dreams of having a goth orgy

All dressed in black, striking acrobatic poses, a psychotic

And she looks at the disco dancing alone

She asks for the dembow slowly, the flow throws her out of control

I spread the Champagne on the console all over the floor

who controls it

when she gets hot

Nelly!