Hey José, listen to me
I didn't do it wanting to
I went to look for you and I got into a mess
What a nice day, by the way
How attractive is the mother of my friend José
I look at her and I remember that moment that I know
she opened the door and I asked for him,
She tells me that he's gone out, that he's not going to come back
My imagination flies, it flies high, and you see her lying on
The sofa and me inside the house
I relive that moment which made me lose
the little self-control that I have
And now I'm going very crazy
Yeah right, yeah right 1
What I am is a little bit nervous
It's just that José's mother is driving me crazy
And I'm not going to leave her, because I feel it and feel everything
What blame do I have if I didn't open that door
It was his mother that wanted me to come inside
I went up the stairs of the humble abode
With his mother with her arms around me
Lying on that bed I saw my friend José
In a picture frame there looking at me
What happened happened and now I don't sleep well
I did it almost compelled, I didn't know what to do
I hope that he understands, may he know to see it (as that)
It was a very hard moment he's going to understand it
And now I'm going very crazy
Yeah right, yeah right
What I am is a little bit nervous
It's just that José's mother is driving me crazy
And I'm not going to leave her, because I feel it and feel everything
What blame do I have if I didn't open that door
It was his mother that wanted me to come inside
Look man, understand me
I'm not a bad guy
I'm very sensitive
And I did it with love
I don't want you to think
That I'm laughing at you
I like your mother, José
1. or 'what nonsense'