Ricardo Arjona "abarroteria de amor" lyrics

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abarroteria de amor

El misterio esaba alliEn aquella casa color ladrilloUn faro rojo en la puertaY un letrero amarillo

Era una abarroteria de amorUnos billetes para conocer el saborDe una cama compartidaCon damas sin nombre

Con el fantasma de la virginidadEl ahorro perdio la dignidadRompi la alcanciaToque la puerta y entre

No hubo celos ni suegrasNi tuve que invitarlas al cineNo hubo escenas in cuñadosY menos un maldito abogadoEra todo democraciaNo habia edad ni clases socialesSi cumplias con la tarifaTenias tu pedacito de cieloCuatro besos, medio kilo de amorDos abrazos y un litro de sudorUna abarroteria de amor

Alli encontre a mi maestro de escuelaA un ginecologo y a un intelectualA tres cantautores borrachosY a un gobernador

No te pongas nervioso me dijoUna chica vestida de rojoEntre a su cuarto hecho un chiquilloY al salir fui un señor

En la escuela me hablaban de ColonY de las tablas de multiplicacionPero no mencionaronComo es que se hace el amor

No hubo celos ni suegrasNi tuve que invitarlas al cineNo hubo escenas in cuñadosY menos un maldito abogadoEra todo democraciaNo habia edad ni clases socialesSi cumplias con la tarifaTenias tu pedacito de cieloCuatro besos, medio kilo de amorDos abrazos y un litro de sudorUna abarroteria de amor

The market of love

The mystery was therein that brick housea red light at the doorand a yellow signboard

It was a love marketa few bucks to taste the flavorof a shared bedwith women without name

With the gosht of virginitythe saving losts the dignityi broke the piggy banknock at the door and enter

There was no jealousy or mothers-in-lawsNor did I had to invite them to the moviesThere were no scenes or in-lawsAnd less than a fucking lawyerit was all a democracyThere was no age or social classif you complayed with the rateYou had your own little piece of heavenFour kisses, half a kilo of loveTwo hugs and a liter of sweatJust a market of love

In there i found my school teacherA gynecologist and an intellectualThree drunk singersAnd a governor

Do not be nervousa girl dressed in red had saidI entered her room as a lil boyand when i came out i became a man

In school they taught me about Colonand the multiplication tablesBut they didn't mentionHow is the making of love

There was no jealousy or mothers-in-lawsNor did I had to invite them to the moviesThere were no scenes or in-lawsAnd less than a fucking lawyerit was all a democracyThere was no age or social classif you complayed with the rateYou had your own little piece of heavenFour kisses, half a kilo of loveTwo hugs and a liter of sweatJust a market of love

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