Uno Y Uno
Hace rato que te juno
Que sos un gil a la gurda
Pretencioso cuando curda
Engrupido y charlatán
Se te dio vuelta la taba
Hoy andás hecho un andrajo
Has descendido tan bajo
Que ni bolilla te dan
¿Qué quedó de aquel jailefe
Que en el juego del amor
Decía siempre: Mucha efe
Me tengo pa' tayador?
¿Dónde están aquellos briyos
Y de vento aquel pacoy
Que disqueabas, poligriyo
Con las minas del convoy?
¿Y esos jetras tan costosos
Funyi y tarros de un color
Que de puro espamentoso
Los tenías al por mayor?
¿Y esas grelas que engrupido
Te tenían con su amor?
¿No manyás que vos has sido
Un mishé de lo mejor?
Se acabaron esos saques
De cincuenta ganadores
Ya no hay tarros de colores
Ni hay almuerzo en el J ulien
Ya no hay paddock en las carreras
Y hoy, si no te ve ninguno
Te acoplás con uno y uno
Qué distinto era tu tren
One and One
I've been watching you for a while
You're just a fool in the game
Full of yourself when you're drunk
Full of shit and a big talker
The tables have turned on you
Now you're looking like a wreck
You've fallen so low
That no one even gives a damn
What happened to that big shot
Who in the game of love
Always said: I got the moves
I’m the one to watch out for?
Where are those flashy rides
And that fancy style you had
That you bragged about, you player
With the girls from the crew?
And those expensive threads
That were flashy and colorful
You had them in bulk
Just to show off your style?
And those girls who were so into you
That had you wrapped around their love?
Don’t you see you were once
The best of the best?
Those winning streaks are over
No more fifty-dollar bets
No more colorful drinks
Or lunch at the Julien
No more paddock at the races
And today, if no one sees you
You’re just hanging with one and one
How different was your ride?