Eleven at night, she still doesn't answer
One in the morning and still no response
Two in the morning she tells me she's willing
Three in the morning and I have an offer

How to make you understand
That with me you look better
That in my car you look better
The room smells like Christian Dior
You're too pretty to cry for him
He doesn't deserve you to be faithful
Nor your skin

Baby, how to make you understand
That with me you look better
That in my car you look better
The room smells like Christian Dior
You're too pretty to cry for him
He doesn't deserve you to be faithful
Nor your skin

He's not going to miss you
Or think of you either
He says he's busy with more important things
The cloud that doesn't let one see the shining sun
Don't let him turn you off, yeh eh
Don't let him turn you off

How to make you understand
That with me you look better
That in my car you look better
The room smells like Christian Dior
You're too pretty to cry for him
He doesn't deserve you to be faithful
Nor your skin
Oh, oh oh

Eleven at night, she still doesn't answer
One in the morning and still no response
Two in the morning she tells me she's willing
Three in the morning and I have an offer

How to make you understand
That with me you look better
That in my car you look better
The room smells like Christian Dior
You're too pretty to cry for him
He doesn't deserve you to be faithful
Nor your skin

Baby, how to make you understand
That with me you look better
That in my car you look better
The room smells like Christian Dior
You're too pretty to cry for him
He doesn't deserve you to be faithful
Nor your skin
Oh, oh oh

Maluma, baby
Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-baby

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