Divididos Por la Felicidad

I'm always breaking glasses In other people's rooms Forever making passes At other people's tumbs No matter what existed A few short years ago The happy days were busted And that's the way things go What a good time What a lovely time What a good time What a lonely time Agosto, agosto, agosto Perra, perra, perra Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh And if I had some trousers I'd walk right down the street And if I had a mauser I'd shoot everyone I meet What a good time What a lovely time What a good time What a lonely time, yeah Joto, joto Perra, perra, perra Perra Ooh-ooh-yeah-eah-eah-eah Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Well, I'm still breaking glasses In other people's rooms Forever making passes At other people's tumbs No matter what existed A few short years ago Happy days were busted And that's the way things go What a good time What a lovely time What a good time What a lonely time Perra, agosto Perra, perra, perra, perra