W … Y …
El father
I miss you !
The discotheque trashers !
I’ve been wanting to see you for a while now
I’m searching for a way to have your body
Not your father nor your mother want you to be with me
So we make love on the telephone
I’ve been wanting to see you for a while now
I’m searching for a way to have your body
Not your father nor your mother want you to be with me
So we make love on the telephone
Here’s my telephone number
For when you get lonely
And call me, remember
That I’ll be there for you at any time
Here’s my telephone number
For when you get lonely
And call me, remember
That I’ll be there for you at any time
Listen baby !
Doll, make a collect call
Because I’m thursty for you
I want to touch you …
Wrap you in my web
Put you against the wall
To devour you …
So free yourself, lighten up, seduce me
Let’s go, avail yourself of this, get ignited, take care of me
And get hot, so I can devour you …
I’ve been wanting to see you for a while now
I’m searching for a way to have your body
Not your father nor your mother want you to be with me
So we make love on the telephone
I’ve been wanting to see you for a while now
I’m searching for a way to have your body
Not your father nor your mother want you to be with me
So we make love on the telephone
She calls me with the asterisk
She likes chatting and a bit of disco
Crazy so I’ll eat her with nibbles
Honey, I want your zip code
I confiscate your number
Boy, you call her and I nibble her
Make the squinter calm down or I’ll throw you off a cliff
Play this disc to her and tell her I’m living life wild
That man of yours is nothing, a pinch and half drunk
And I’m gigantic like San Francisco
Here’s my telephone number
For when you get lonely
And call me, remember
That I’ll be there for you at any time
Here’s my telephone number
For when you get lonely
And call me, remember
That I’ll be there for you at any time
I’ve been wanting to see you for a while now
I’m searching for a way to have your body
Not your father nor your mother want you to be with me
So we make love on the telephone
I’ve been wanting to see you for a while now
I’m searching for a way to have your body
Not your father nor your mother want you to be with me
So we make love on the telephone
Listen you clown!
Making a song like this for you guys it’s easy
You have to be reborn!
Hungry and tired that’s what you are!
W, the survivor with Yandel!
Hector, el father ! listen baby, calm down!
There won’t be any commotion!
Ok?
You’re with me!
Yes!