Pobrecito Agapito
He had no out
From "La Popu" de Mata
Su Colonia Popular
'Xcept for a little motita now and then,
His wife told El Bravo
He'd go for a mota break
En el montecito
To puff on his toquesito
Y así se distraía
De lo que vivía
Todos los dias
En "La Popu"
De lo que vivía
Todos los dias
En "La Popu"
Hacía lo mismo el domingo
Cuando salió de su house
Con su chaqüequito
En el montecito
En el montecito
En eso pasó la marina
Y lo devisó
Escondiendose en el monte
Y le dispararon...
Y lo mataron
Pobre Agapito
Se sonó y
Se lo sonaron
En "La Popu"...
6 comments:
Fock him.
En la popu no Hay monte
We use to smoke on the rooftops
Of my grandma's neighbors
We could jump from the roof of one house to the next. The water tanks would shield us from the street.
Sad.
"We could jump from the roof of one house to the next."
I don't think so grass hopper.
Obviously you MR Troll havent been to the popular. The roofs are flat and the houses are the width of the very small lots. This claim is very feasible.
Could this be Ben Neece long lost child
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