El Número Equivocado - Mama

La mujer:

Hola?

hola?, quien habla?

quien sos?

el hombre (cantando)

soy yo, soy yo, soy yo

soy yo…

el presidente del club de tus admiradores

el que te quiere, el que te adora, el que te manda docenas de flores

la mujer:

si., pero que te pasa?

el hombre:

es que no puedo dejar de pensar en ti,

te necesito, te necesito

cerca de mi vida.

y escucharte, y escucharte mi muchachita

puedo jurarte, puedo jurarte que me fascinas…

la mujer:

es verdas lo que me decis?

el hombre:

no dudes nunca de este cariño mi amor

lo que te digo, lo que te digo no, no es mentira

voy adorarte, voy adorarte, mientras yo viva tu seras parte

tu seras parte, del alma mia

la mujer:

no dejes de hablar, seguime diciendo cosas bonitas

el hombre:

amor, amor, amor,

amor… me tienes preso y tuyos son mis sentimientos

y es por eso q te desvelo

porque sin ti, felicidad no tengo

la mujer:

que tiene eso?

el hombre:

es que no puedo dejar de pensar en ti

te necesito, te necesito, cerca de mi vida

y escucharte, y escucharte mi muchachita

puedo jurarte, puedo jurarte que me fascinas

la mujer:

pero es verdad lo que me decis?

el hombre:

no dudes nunca de este cariño mi amor

lo que te digo, lo que te digo, no no es mentira

voy adorarte, voy adorarte mientras yo viva

tu seras parte, tu seras parte del alma mia

la mujer:

gracias por tus palabras… pero tu vos la desconosco

el hombre (hablando):

q tu no eres mi chiquilla?

la mujer:

no, me estas confundiendo, marcaste numero equivocado

el hombre (hablando):

ohh perdoname

The woman:

Hello?

Hello who speaks?

who are you?

the man (singing)

it's me, it's me, it's me

it's me…

the president of your fan club

the one who loves you, the one who adores you, the one who sends you dozens of flowers

the woman:

yes, but what's wrong with you?

the man:

is that I can not stop thinking about you,

I need you, I need you

close to my life

and listen to you, and listen to you my little girl

I can swear to you, I can swear to you that you fascinate me…

the woman:

Is it true what you tell me?

the man:

never doubt this love my love

what I tell you, what I tell you no, it's not a lie

I'm going to adore you, I'm going to adore you, as long as I live you will be part

you will be part of my soul

the woman:

don't stop talking, keep saying nice things to me

the man:

love love love,

love… you have me prisoner and yours are my feelings

and that is why I keep you awake

because without you, I don't have happiness

the woman:

what does that have?

the man:

Is that I can't stop thinking about you

I need you, I need you, close to my life

and listen to you, and listen to you my little girl

I can swear to you, I can swear to you that you fascinate me

the woman:

but is it true what you tell me?

the man:

never doubt this love my love

What I tell you, what I tell you, no, it's not a lie

I'm going to adore you, I'm going to adore you as long as I live

you will be part, you will be part of my soul

the woman:

Thank you for your words… but I don't know about you

the man (speaking):

that you are not my little girl?

the woman:

no, you're confusing me, you dialed the wrong number

the man (speaking):

oh excuse me