I pick you at school
And stroke your ego
With all my love
I take you to a party
And prove your sex
With airs of a master
I make crazy promises
So brief as a good dream
I don't tell the truth, baby,
So as to protect you from loneliness
It's part of my show
It's part of my show, my love
I mix up your legs
and those of other girls
I show you the pain at its uttermost
I make a baby with you
I offer you a decent life
Just to show you what I am capable of
I roam under the lonely moon
Over the stone hills from Arpoador's beach
I say "hello" to an enemy
I find a shelter
In the lap of my traitor
It's part of my show
It's part of my show, my love
I make up excuses
I cause an intentional fight
I have people tell you I'm out
I live inside an illogical video clip
Like a nostalgic pierrot
Something between bossa nova and rock and roll
It's part of my show
It's part of my show, my love