Antonio Aguilar — Tu Muñeco song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Tu Muñeco" by Antonio Aguilar.
Lyrics
Si porque me ven rondando
Las esquinas de tu barrio,
Piensas que vengo a buscarte
Piensas que te ando rogando…
Nada nada nada
De veras que no te mides,
Con franqueza te lo digo
Si me ves haciendo guardia
No es tu casa la que cuido…
Creida creida
Y a proposito de amores
Recuerda que fui el primero,
Despues ese caballero
Que es tu juguetito nuevo,
Ojala que te resulte consecuente y carioso,
Porque a mi sinceramente
No me gusta el muy baboso…
Tiene cara de perro
Te crees divina, ay si,
Te crees soada
Porque te sientes solicitada
Si hoy te diviertes tronando cohetes
Maana vas a cachar las varas
Pero en fin pa’que le brinco
Si esta el suelo tan parejo
Yo sere lo que tu quieras…
Pero no soy tu mueco
Que creites? Ay mi vieja
Nombre, traime dozen
Y en espaol que decia de docena
A diez centavos
Aja, jua, jua, jua y mas jua
Te crees divina, si si Te crees soada
Porque te sientes solicitada
Si hoy te diviertes tronando cohetes
Maana vas a cachar las varas
Pero en fin pa’que le brinco
Si esta el suelo tan parejo
Yo sere lo que tu quieras…
Pero no soy tu mueco
Adios vieja fea!
Lyrics translation
Yeah, ' cause they see me hanging around.
The corners of your neighborhood,
You think I'm coming to get you
You think I'm begging you…
Nothing nothing nothing
You really don't measure yourself,
Frankly, I'm telling you.
If you see me standing guard
It's not your house I take care of…
Creida creida
And about loves
Remember I was the first,
After that gentleman
That's your new little toy,
I hope you find it consistent and carious,
Because to me sincerely
I don't like the very slimy one…
He's got a dog face.
You think you're divine, oh yes,
You think you're soada
Because you feel requested
If today you have fun blasting rockets
Tomorrow you'll pick the sticks
But at last I jump him
If the floor is so even
I'll be whatever you want…
But I'm not your face
What do you think? Oh, my old lady.
Name, traime dozen
And in Spain that said of dozen
At ten cents
Aja, jua, jua, jua and mas jua
You think you're divine, if you think you're soada
Because you feel requested
If today you have fun blasting rockets
Tomorrow you'll pick the sticks
But at last I jump him
If the floor is so even
I'll be whatever you want…
But I'm not your face
Goodbye, ugly old woman!