La malcasada - Loquillo

Me dices que Juan Luis no te comprende

Que sólo piensa en sus computadoras

Y que no te hace caso por las noches

Me dices que Juan Luis no te comprende

Que sólo piensa en sus computadoras

Y que no te hace caso por las noches

Me dices que tus hijos no te sirven

Que sólo dan problemas

Que se aburren

De todo y que estas harta de aguantarlos

Me dices que tus padres ya están viejos

Que se han vuelto tacaños y egoístas

Y ya no eres su reina como antes

Me dices que has cumplido los 40

Y que no es fácil empezar de nuevo

Que los únicos hombres con los que tratas

Son colegas de Juan en IBM

Y no te gustan los ejecutivos

Y yo que es lo que pinto en esta historia

Que quieres que haga yo que mate a alguien

Que de un golpe de estado libertario

Te quise como un loco no lo niego

Pero eso hace mucho mucho cuando el mundo

Era una reluciente madrugada

Que no quisiste compartir conmigo

La nostalgia es un burdo pasatiempo

Vuelve a ser la que fuiste, ve a un gimnasio, píntate más

Alisa tus arrugas

Y ponte ropa sexy no seas tonta

Que a lo mejor juan Luis vuelve a mimarte

Y tus hijos se van a un campamento

Y tus padres se mueren

Te quise como un loco no lo niego

Pero eso hace mucho mucho cuando el mundo

Era una reluciente madrugada

Que no quisiste compartir conmigo

Me dices que Juan Luis no te comprende

You tell me that Juan Luis does not understand you

That he only thinks about his computers

And that he doesn't pay attention to you at night

You tell me that Juan Luis does not understand you

That he only thinks about his computers

And that he doesn't pay attention to you at night

You tell me that your children are of no use to you

that only cause problems

that they get bored

Of everything and that you are tired of putting up with them

You tell me that your parents are already old

Who have become stingy and selfish

And you are not his queen like before

You tell me you've turned 40

And that it is not easy to start again

That the only men you deal with

They are Juan's colleagues at IBM

And you don't like executives

And what do I paint in this story?

What do you want me to do to kill someone?

What about a libertarian coup

I loved you like crazy, I don't deny it

But that's long long ago when the world

It was a shimmering morning

that you did not want to share with me

Nostalgia is a crude pastime

Go back to being the one you were, go to a gym, paint yourself more

smooth your wrinkles

And put on sexy clothes don't be silly

Maybe Juan Luis will pamper you again

And your children go to a camp

And your parents die

I loved you like crazy, I don't deny it

But that's long long ago when the world

It was a shimmering morning

that you did not want to share with me

You tell me that Juan Luis does not understand you