Look Cool - Once Tiros

Y voy dando tumbos

Voy perdiendo el rumbo

La quiero sacar a bailar

Y no encuentro la manera

Soy pescado de otra pecera

Pero igual lo voy a intentar

Aunque seas una pendeja racista

Una materialista que

Tiene en su billetera todo lo que desea

Tiene un look cool

Tiene en su billetera todo lo que desea

Tiene un look cool

Entro a la pista y el aroma que me pega de frente

Transpira mi alma, mi cuerpo, mi mente

Hay mucho glamour entre la gente

Aros de diamante y oro de Medio Oriente

Igual asumo el rol de macho alfa

Me paro en la pista como si fuera una garza

Diviso mi presa tan desprejuiciosa

Se mueve como un torero de Zaragoza

Y ella goza con la cosa que no la puedo mirar

Que no la puedo tocar, que no me puedo acercar

Tiene al lado, parado, un seguridad

Con cara de Jean-Claude Van Damme

Está claro, no voy a negar, estoy viejo

No figuro en su escala social

Aunque en su mirada hay algo de fobia

Es hora de hacer mi siguiente maniobra

Y voy dando tumbos

Voy perdiendo el rumbo

La quiero sacar a bailar

Y no encuentro la manera

Soy pescado de otra pecera

Pero igual lo voy a intentar

Aunque seas una pendeja racista

Una materialista que

Tiene en su billetera todo lo que desea

Tiene un look cool

Tiene en su billetera todo lo que desea

Tiene un look cool

Hago el esfuerzo y esquivo todo lo que se me cruza

Metrosexuales y una modelo rusa

Parece que mi ropa no se usa

No sé que hay de malo, son bombitas de gamuza

Igual asumo el rol más extremista

Me paro en la pista como un ¿?

de Bella Vista

No seas tan mala y poneme en la lista

Aunque no tenga MasterCard para la cita

Ella insiste con la cosa, que la corte por acá

Que ya no la joda más, que me va a mandar a sacar

Por el mismo gorila seguridad

Que tiene la colita de Steven Seagal

Me hace un severo escaneo

Se nota a la legua que no tengo dinero

Ni auto, ni casa, ni empresa rentable

No tengo manera de hacer que me hable

Y voy dando tumbos

Voy perdiendo el rumbo

Me quiero acerca para hablar

Y no encuentro la manera

Soy pescado de otra pecera

Pero igual lo voy a intentar

Aunque seas una pendeja racista

Una materialista que

Tiene en su billetera todo lo que desea

Tiene un look cool

Tiene en su billetera todo lo que desea

Tiene un look cool

And I'm tumbling

I'm losing my way

I want to ask her to dance

And I can't find the way

I am a fish from another fishbowl

But I'm still going to try

Even if you're a racist asshole

A materialist who

She has in her wallet everything she wants

She has a cool look

She has everything she wants in her wallet

She has a cool look

I enter the track and the aroma that hits me head on

Sweat my soul, my body, my mind

There is a lot of glamor among the people

Diamond and gold earrings from the Middle East

I still assume the role of alpha male

I stand on the track like a heron

I spot my prey so unprejudiced

He moves like a bullfighter from Zaragoza

And she enjoys the thing that I can't look at

That I can't touch her, that I can't get close

She has next to her, standing, a security

With the face of Jean-Claude Van Damme

It's clear, I'm not going to deny, I'm old

I'm not on your social scale

Although in her look there is some phobia

It's time to do my next move

And I'm tumbling

I'm losing my way

I want to ask her to dance

And I can't find the way

I am a fish from another fishbowl

But I'm still going to try

Even if you're a racist asshole

A materialist who

She has in her wallet everything she wants

She has a cool look

You have everything you want in your wallet

He has a cool look

I make the effort and dodge everything that comes my way

Metrosexuals and a Russian model

It seems that my clothes are not worn

I don't know what's wrong, they are suede bombs

I still assume the most extreme role

I stand on the track like a ¿?

from Bella Vista

Don't be so mean and put me on the list

Even if you don't have a MasterCard for the appointment

She insists on the thing, that she cut it here

That she doesn't screw around anymore, that she's going to send me out

By the same bouncer security

What does Steven Seagal's tail have?

He gives me a severe scan

You can tell from the league that I have no money

No car, no house, no profitable business

I have no way to make him talk to me

And I'm tumbling

I'm losing my way

want me over to talk

And I can't find the way

I am a fish from another fishbowl

But I'm still going to try

Even if you're a racist asshole

A materialist who

She has in her wallet everything she wants

She has a cool look

You have everything you want in your wallet

He has a cool look