Lyrics:
Me destruia me engañaba, te creia y me cuenteabas A pesar de que lo nuestro era tan real No salía me acostaba y te escribía me callaba No solía
cuenteaba Yo y el gato tirándole al blanco No pudimos percatarnos Que en el rio se bañaban Un compadre y dos de mis muchachos Las pistolas
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