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Sexo

Esto es dedicado para Sigmund Freud y Judith Butler
Pa' que la meneen
Dile Dillion

Se maquilla (Porque quiere sexo)
Se peina (Porque quiere sexo)
Se compra ropa (Porque quiere sexo)
Se perfuma (Porque quiere sexo)

Te pidió el teléfono (Porque quiere sexo)
Se atrevió a hablarle (Porque quiere sexo)
Se ponen nerviosos (Porque quieren sexo)
Se conocieron (Porque querían sexo)

Te regaló chocolates y flores
Una pecera llena de peces de colores
Y trajo a los mejores mariachis de la plaza
Frente a tu casa (Porque quiere sexo)

Le escribió un poema (Porque quiere sexo)
Fueron al cine (Porque quiere sexo)
Te sacó a bailar (Porque quiere sexo)
Nadie lo dice pero todos quieren sexo

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Quiere ganar plata (Porque quiere sexo)
Se compró un auto (Porque quiere sexo)
Se puso a dieta (Porque quiere sexo)
Te invitó a cenar (Porque quiere sexo)

Cuando te pregunta qué signo eres
Aunque no sepa nada de astrología
Es porque quiere sexo

Quiere ser intelectual (Porque quiere sexo)
Dice que lee libros (Porque quiere sexo)
Cuando en la primera cita te ríes de los chistes
Aunque no te den risa

No eres católico pero fuiste a la misa
Y aunque tenga un chancro en el labio le das un beso
Es porque quieres sexo
Nadie lo dice pero todos quieren sexo

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Queremos sexo, no es juego
Desde que los monos descubrieron el fuego
No necesitábamos cama
Adán y Eva lo hicieron encima de una rama

Y se comieron la manzana
Y nació la raza humana
Y gritamos con entusiasmo
Y descubrimos los orgasmos

Nos inventamos los condones
Y todas las posiciones
Y descubrimos las orgías
La poligamia, la fantasía

Y aunque lo hagamos
Nunca lo hablamos
Todos los días lo pensamos
Nos da cosquilla' hasta en los hueso'
Nadie lo dice pero todos quieren sexo

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Tu pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Sex

This is dedicated to Sigmund Freud and Judith Butler
Shake it
Tell Dillon

She puts on makeup (Because she wants sex)
She combs her hair (Because she wants sex)
She buys clothes (Because she wants sex)
She puts on perfume (Because she wants sex)

She asked for your number (Because she wants sex)
She dared to talk to you (Because she wants sex)
You get nervous (Because you both want sex)
You met (Because you both wanted sex)

She gave you chocolates and flowers
A fishbowl full of colorful fish
And she brought the best mariachis in the plaza
In front of your house (Because she wants sex)

She wrote you a poem (Because she wants sex)
You went to the movies (Because she wants sex)
She took you dancing (Because she wants sex)
Nobody says it but everyone wants sex

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Your pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Your pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

She wants to make money (Because she wants sex)
She bought a car (Because she wants sex)
She went on a diet (Because she wants sex)
She invited you to dinner (Because she wants sex)

When she asks you what your sign is
Even though she doesn't know anything about astrology
It's because she wants sex

She wants to be intellectual (Because she wants sex)
She says she reads books (Because she wants sex)
When on the first date you laugh at her jokes
Even though they're not funny

You're not Catholic but you went to mass
And even though she has a cold sore you kiss her
It's because you want sex
Nobody says it but everyone wants sex

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Your pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Your pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

We want sex, it's not a game
Since monkeys discovered fire
We didn't need a bed
Adam and Eve did it on a branch

And they ate the apple
And the human race was born
And we shouted with enthusiasm
And we discovered orgasms

We invented condoms
And all the positions
And we discovered orgies
Polygamy, fantasy

And even though we do it
We never talk about it
We think about it every day
It tickles us to the bone
Nobody says it but everyone wants sex

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Your pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Your pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Your pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Your pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Your pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

Blam, blam
What a bam-bam
Your pun-pun
Wiqui, wiqui
Rrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta