Puro Cuento
La Chicana
2:54Mostrame el camino hasta el próximo bar Sin preguntar sin preguntar Porque hay que hallar el próximo bar porque Sin hallar el próximo bar Nos vamos a matar Nos vamos a matar Nos vamos, nos vamos, nos vamos a matar Ay, luna de Alabama voy a decirte adiós Perdimos Alabama urgente whisky para los dos Oh, moon of Alabama we now might say goodbye We've lost, oh dear old mamma And must have whiskey, oh, you know why Oh, show me the way to the next pretty boy Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For we must find the next pretty boy For if we don't find the next pretty boy I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die Oh, Moon of Alabama It's time to say goodbye We've lost our dear old mamma (dear mamma) And must have whiskey, oh, you know why (you know why) Oh, Moon of Alabama we now might say goodbye We've lost, oh dear old mamma And must have whiskey, oh, you know why Oh, show me the way to the next little dollar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For we must find the next little dollar For if we don't find the next little dollar I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die Oh, Moon of Alabama It's time to say goodbye We've lost our dear old mamma (dear mamma) And must have whiskey, oh, you know why (you know why) Oh, Moon of Alabama We now might say goodbye (to say goodbye) We've lost, oh dear old mamma And must have whiskey, oh, you know why