((Hey frontua...!)
En la mano, un vaso..
En el pelo un lazo..
Maquilla, con su cartera, nunca pierde el paso..
Jamas, ah perdido un caso...
Dame un abrazo..
Aru帽ame, el antebrazo..
Acaba..
Prendete como lava..
Y sin pensarlo, se mi esclava..
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