La Chica Ideal - Melocos

Esperando a que llame alguien con un buen plan,

Salir a la calle y que no nos puedan parar

Y sin avisar apareces tú.

Podría estar con los colegas borracho en un bar y ya ves,

Otra vez me he vestido como un anormal

Para volver a rondarte a ti

Y tú me dices que me cambie de ropa, que te invite a una copa

Y te saque a bailar no me jodas que te sobra la pasta que tu Padre es cirujano masilo facial.

Eres la chica ideal,

Te sobran trucos para dar

A cada uno lo que quieren escuchar de ti.

Eres la chica ideal

Una estratega sin igual

Y no te importa nada y nadie con el fin de ganar.

A mi tus relaciones ya me empieza a aburrir

Llegamos al garito y al final solo te invitan a ti

Y para variar me toca pagar.

Una vez dentro del barullo no te puedo encontrar

No se por que me sorprende si al final se que vas acabar

En cualquier rincón dejándote tocar.

Y tú me dices que te mola mi ropa,

Que te invite a otra copa y te saque a bailar

Y como siempre me pierdo entre la gente

Y me siento uno más de tu club de fans.

Eres la chica ideal,

Te sobran trucos para dar

A cada uno lo que quieren escuchar de ti.

Eres la chica ideal

Una estratega sin igual

Y no te importa nada y nadie con el fin de ganar.

Eres la chica ideal,

Te sobran trucos para dar

A cada uno lo que quieren escuchar de ti.

Eres la chica ideal

Una estratega sin igual

Y no te importa nada y nadie con el fin de ganar.

Waiting for someone to call with a good plan,

Go out on the street and they can't stop us

And without warning you appear.

I could be with colleagues drunk in a bar and you see,

Once again I have dressed like an abnormal

To come back to haunt you

And you tell me to change my clothes, to buy you a drink

And I took you out to dance, don't fuck with me, you have plenty of dough, your father is a masilo facial surgeon.

You are the ideal girl

You have plenty of tricks to give

To each one what they want to hear from you.

you are the ideal girl

A strategist without equal

And you don't care about anything and anyone in order to win.

Your relationships are starting to bore me

We arrive at the club and in the end they only invite you

And for a change I have to pay.

Once inside the hubbub I can't find you

I don't know why I'm surprised if in the end I know you're going to finish

In any corner letting you touch.

And you tell me that you like my clothes,

That I invite you to another drink and take you out to dance

And as always I get lost among the people

And I feel like one of your fan club.

You are the ideal girl

You have plenty of tricks to give

To each one what they want to hear from you.

you are the ideal girl

A strategist without equal

And you don't care about anything and anyone in order to win.

You are the ideal girl

You have plenty of tricks to give

To each one what they want to hear from you.

you are the ideal girl

A strategist without equal

And you don't care about anything and anyone in order to win.