Latina Stereo, the pals
Latina Stereo has salsa for the salsa dancer, salsa for those who know
Greetings, greetings to the people of Alcolirykoz
Always tuned in Aranjuez
Listen and if you have it, turn it on
The radio, my brother

What's going on here? (Ah!)
What's going on here? (Ah!)
What's going on here? (Ah!)

This is to sing embraced in the early morning
Looking at the almost pink sky
That poison smells as soon as it is uncorked
Tell Juaco it's for me
Don't sell me the pirate stream
I have some meats in quarantine
Let the forty-year-olds come, today is payday
No measures are taken, only half and potbellied
Secure the bread-demon, there's a pandemic
There are more N-Max than people
Candies on Jet Ski
Without gasoline they don't work
Rhinoplasties in the yard
Bala came all cat
Looking for a case for the doll
Home remedies for the bored
"Los corraleros" sound, 10 drops of rum to the ear
Brought coal if they behave badly
A-Z is the baby Jesus and the baby Jesus are the parents

Your house burned down
Your house burned down
Your house burned down, buddy
Your house burned down

Your house burned down
Your house burned down
Your house burned down, buddy
Your house burned down

I don't sing, but if I drink I get in tune
I tune up, even though I break down on Sunday
I walk with the old-fashioned swagger
Like the meat I season, any day I premiere
What a damn smoke they took until the exit
There are more people than the day without VAT
Custard at collapse price, alcohol for wounds
For the dirt, alum stone
If they kick us out, there's a sale at Fazeta's
If the virus comes, my rap covers their mouths
Underground Christmas carols
The dance of the blackbirds with this afro sound
Learn to distinguish the original
And don't show off those Panamanian murgas
Even the typical one got a replica
This doesn't fade, fire for the triple A

Your house burned down
Your house burned down
Your house burned down, buddy
Your house burned down

Your house burned down
Your house burned down
Your house burned down, buddy
Your house burned down

This December I spend the lottery
In case we're not alive for the next one
In case we're not alive for the next one
In case we're not alive

This December I spend the lottery
In case we're not alive for the next one
In case we're not alive for the next one
In case we're not alive

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