Maritza no esta loca
Tiene hambre tiene sed
Esta un poquito confundida
Quiere leche con café
Todos los homies del barrio
La quiesieran conocer
Maritza esta bien bonita
Pero no sabe que hacer
Solo tiene ojos para el mero mero cantinero de la calle
Le dicen “little batito”
Por que esta un poquito loquito
Ya no quiere 15anera ya no quiere fiesta ya no quiere party
Sela pasa con Vanessa
Depilandose la seja
No me vayas a salir, gritaba su mama, con ese domingo 7, 7
No me vayas a salir, gritaba su mama, con ese domingo 7, 7
Una noche de verano
Maritza se escapo
Se fue con “little batito”
A ninguno le importo
Con los angeles del cielo
Con la mota y el sudor
Se entregaron en la calle
Junto del retrovisor
Solo tiene ojos para el mero mero cantinero de la calle
Le dicen “little batito”
Por que esta un poquito loquito
Ya no quiere 15anera ya no quiere fiesta ya no quiere party
Sela pasa con Vanessa
Depilandose la seja
No me vayas a salir, gritaba su mama, con ese domingo 7, 7
No me vayas a salir, gritaba su mama, con ese domingo 7, 7
4 semanas despues
Se entero que iba ha tener
Iba a parir un hijo pero el “little batito” no queria nada que ver
Ahora que vamos hacer?
Tue res todavia un bebe
Yo tengo a tus hermanitos
Todavia estan chiquitos y me piden de comer
Solo tiene ojos para el mero mero cantinero de la calle
Le dicen “little batito”
Por que esta un poquito loquito
Ya no quiere 15anera ya no quiere fiesta ya no quiere party
Sela pasa con Vanessa
Depilandose la seja
No me vayas a salir, gritaba su mama, con ese domingo 7, 7
No me vayas a salir, gritaba su mama, con ese domingo 7, 7
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Domingo Siete Lyrics English
Maritza is not crazy
She is hungry she is thirsty
Is a little confused
He wants milk with coffee
All the Homies of the neighborhood
They want to know her
Maritza is very beautiful
But she does not know what to do
She only has eyes for mere busy street singer
They say “Little Batito”
Because this is a little little loquito
She does not want to do not want a party no longer wants a party no longer wants party
Sela passes with Vanessa
Depilate seja
Do not go out, I screamed her mom, on that Sunday 7, 7
Do not go out, I screamed her mom, on that Sunday 7, 7
A summer night
Maritza escaped
She left with “Little Batito”
None of you care
With the angels of heaven
With the speck and sweat
They were delivered on the street
Together from the mirror
She only has eyes for mere busy street singer
They say “Little Batito”
Because this is a little little loquito
She does not want to do not want a party no longer wants a party no longer wants party
Sela passes with Vanessa
Depilate seja
Do not go out, I screamed her mom, on that Sunday 7, 7
Do not go out, I screamed her mom, on that Sunday 7, 7
4 weeks later
She learned that she was going to have
She was going to give birth to a son but the “Little Batito” did not want anything to see
Now what are we going to do?
Tue res still a baby
I have your little brother
They are still small and they ask me to eat
He only has eyes for the mere busy of the street
They say “Little Batito”
Because this is a little little loquito
She does not want to do not want a party no longer wants a party no longer wants party
Sela passes with Vanessa
Depilate seja
Do not go out, I screamed her mom, on that Sunday 7, 7
Do not go out, I screamed her mom, on that Sunday 7, 7
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Nancy Sanchez Lyrics – Domingo Siete