Las Otras Mananitas - Pedro Infante

Ándele mi chorreada salga

El saludo que te traigo en este día

Es la muestra de amistad que yo te dio

Si dormida tu te encuentras todavía

Ya despierta paque escuches mi canción

Solo vengo acompañados de mis cuates

Que te brindan su amistad igual que yo

Desvelados y friolentos los mariachis

Piden algo para que entremos en calor

Orale viene la porra

(A la bio a la bao la del santo Rra ra)

Por favor prende la luz nada te cuesta

Que te quiero dedicar otra canción

Ya nos anda por que nos abras la puerta

Y nos brindes una copa de licor

Es tu santo y a cantarte hemos venido

Nos escucha muy atento el velador

Te suplico te lo ruego te lo pido

Nos invites a pasar al comedor

Y no venimos a gorrear

Varia veces a pasado la patrulla

Y nos pone en muy difícil situación

Si nos llevan para el bote es culpa tuya

Por no hacernos una fiel invitación

Yo te juro que a la gorra no venimos

Ni tampoco a recibir tu ingratitud

Pero es triste que llegamos y nos fuimos

Sin hacernos una copa a tu salud

De tanto cantar y cantar

Ya me duele la garganta

Con casi nos va aventar de esa agüita que ataranta

Orale mira mira ya se ve la lucecita aya arriba

Se prendieron ya las luces mis cuatachos

La del santo nos oyó y se levanto

Estén listo pa' correr si avienta agua

U otro liquido que manche nuestro honor

Pero miren que las puertas ya se abrieron

Entren santos peregrinos por favor

Y al uniso no gritemos viva viva

Y tres porras por el santo que se dio

A la bio a la bao la del santo Rra rra rra

Come on my squirt come out

The greeting that I bring you on this day

It is the token of friendship that I gave you

If you are still asleep

Wake up so you can listen to my song

I only come accompanied by my friends

That they offer you their friendship just like me

Sleepless and cold the mariachis

They ask for something to warm us up

Orale comes the club

(To the bio to the bathroom of the saint Rra ra)

Please turn on the light, it costs you nothing

I want to dedicate another song to you

We are already waiting for you to open the door for us

And give us a glass of liquor

He is your saint and we have come to sing to you

The watchman listens to us very attentively

I beg you I beg you I ask you

You invite us into the dining room

And we don't come to scrounge

Several times the patrol has passed

And it puts us in a very difficult situation

If they take us to the boat it's your fault

For not giving us a faithful invitation

I swear to you that we do not come to the cap

Nor to receive your ingratitude

But it's sad that we came and went

Without making us a drink to your health

From so much singing and singing

My throat already hurts

He's almost going to throw us out of that dazed water

Orale look look you can see the little light up there

The lights are already on, my cuatachos

The saint's heard us and got up

Be ready to run if it throws water

Or another liquid that stains our honor

But look, the doors have already opened

Enter holy pilgrims please

And in unison let's not shout viva viva

And three batons for the saint who gave himself

To the bio to the bathroom of the saint Rra rra rra