Intro: Serendipity - BTS

Areariñañá) ¡Rico! (Areariñañá) Suave... (Areariñañá) ¡Rico! (Areariñañá) Suave... Seguro que han oído que yo soy educado Soy un caballerito, un chico bien portado Un joven responsable y siempre bien vestido ¡Yo no sé quién ha mentido! I don't drink or smoke, ain't into dope Won't try no coke You ask me how I do it? I cope! My only addiction Has to do with the female species I eat 'em raw like sushi No me gustan ternos, mi estilo es moderno Si me enterno, yo me enfermo Mi apariencia es dura, vivo en la locura ¡No me vengan con ternuras! So, please, don't judge a book by its cover There's more to being a Latin lover You gotta know how to deal With a woman that won't let go The price you pay for being a gigolo (Areariñañá) ¡Rico! (Areariñañá) Suave... (Areariñañá) ¡Rico! (Areariñañá) Suave... Ah, there's not a woman That can handle a man like me That's why I juggle two or three I ain't one to commit You can omit that bit You pop the question, that's it! A ver, un, dos, tres, cuatro mujeres Y la situación ahí no muere No es un delito, calmo mi apetito Con un llanto o un grito So again, don't let my lyrics mislead ya I don't love you but I need ya Would you rather have me lie? Take a piece of your pie and say bye Or be honest and rub your thighs (Areariñañá) ¡Rico! (Areariñañá) Suave... (Areariñañá) ¡Rico! (Areariñañá) Suave... Well, it's ten o'clock and I'm two hours late I never said I was a prompt date But you kept persisting that I meet your parents Huh, they're gonna love my appearance! "Ding, dong", el timbre suena Tu madre abre, ¡qué vieja más buena! Le digo: "¡Hola!", pero no me para bola ¡Qué se ha creído vieja chola! Go and serve the food, mom Que tengo hambre If you don't hurry, me va a dar un calambre Y usted, señor, Why's your chin on the floor? ¡Cierre la boca por favor! What's this, amor? These little huevos? Esto sí que yo no pruebo I'm used to good ol' fashioned Homestyle Spanish cooking If I try that I'll be puking Well, it's been a pleasure but we got to go Regresaremos temprano Cinco, seis, o siete de la mañana Su hija está en buenas manos (Areariñañá) ¡Rico! (Areariñañá) Suave... (Areariñañá) ¡Rico! (Areariñañá) Suave... (Areariñañá) ¡Rico! (Areariñañá) Suave... (Areariñañá) ¡Rico! (Areariñañá) Suave... (Areariñañá) ¡Rico! (Areariñañá) Suave... (Areariñañá) ¡Rico! (Areariñañá) Suave... (Areariñañá) ¡Rico! (Areariñañá) Suave... (Areariñañá) ¡Rico! (Areariñañá) Suave... (Areariñañá) ¡Rico! (Areariñañá) Suave...

Dr. Buzzard's Original Savannah Band Miscellaneous Whispering / Cherchez La Femme / Se Si Bon Whispering/Cherchez La Femme/Se Si Bon Dr. Buzzard's Original "Savannah" Band (A. Darnell, S. Browder, Jr.) Tommy Mottola lives on the road He lost his lady two months ago Maybe he'll find her, maybe he won't Oh, wonder, nooo He sleeps in the back of his grey Cadillac, oh my honey Blowing his mind on cheap grass and wine Oh ain't it crazy baby, hey Guess you could say hey, hey This man has learned his lesson, oh hey Now he's alone He's got no woman and no home For misery, oh, oh Cherchez la femme Miggie, Miggie Bonija's very upset She's sick and tired of living in debt Tired of roaches and tired of rats, I know she is oooh So her noble man says "Baby I understand, oh my honey" Now he's working two jobs at Eighth Avenue bars Oh ain't crazy baby Now she complains That her man is never present, no She goes next door, I know that she's just playing the whore Hey for misery my friend, hey Cherchez la femme (Instrumental break) They'll tell you a lie with a colgate smile, hey baby Love you one second and hate you the next one Oh ain't it crazy, yeah All I can say, ay, hey, of one thing I am certain, ooh, ooh They're all the same, all the sluts and the saints For misery my friend Cherchez la femme Hey now, Cherchez la femme (ooh) Oh babe, Cherchez la femme (ooh) Yeah, Cherchez la femme (ooh) Oooh that's amora, Cherchez Oooh that's amora, Cherchez Amora amora be mine, be mine Devine! (Oooh that's amora, Cherchez) Cherchez la femme (Se si bon, Se si bon, Se si bon) Cherchez la femme, rumba (Se si bon, Se si bon, Se si bon) Cherchez la femme, rumba (Repeat and fade) From: "David Hayman"