In my life, I haven't met a woman like Miss Scrawny
A black coral from the Havana, quite the tremendous mulatto
One hundred pounds of skin and bones, and forty kilos of Salsa
And two suns in her face, that speak to you with no words
That speak to you with no words
Miss Scrawny sleeps by day, she says that's how she deceives hunger
When night falls, she goes out to dance to La Tasca
To dance and dance, and drink and drink
One beer after another, but she never gets fatter
But she never gets fatter
I would give anything for a kiss from Miss Scrawny
For a kiss from her, even if it were only one
I would give anything for a kiss from Miss Scrawny
For a kiss from her, even if it were only one
Even if it were only one
As the song says, “I wet my white sheets”
Reminiscing the caresses that she gave me the first day
I go crazy from wanting to sleep next to her
Because, god, this skinny woman has me mad
She has got me really mad
I would give anything for a kiss from Miss Scrawny
For a kiss from her, even if it were only one
I would give anything for a kiss from Miss Scrawny
For a kiss from her, even if it were only one
Even if it were only one
Even if it were only one
Even if it were only one
Even if it were only one
Even if it were only one
Even if it were only one
Even if it were only one
Even if it were only one
Even if it were only one
Even if it were only one
Even if it were only one
Even if it were only one