"Loli o Lola" Lola, how much I lkie to look at you while you are not watching me..Lolita how much I love you..This is Timba at its best which
as opposed to salsa, the roots of which are with the Cuban conjunto bands of the 1940s and 1950s, modified with rock, jazz, and traditional music of Puerto Rico, Timba represents a synthesis of a wider variety of popular and folkloric sources.Dagoberto Vazques is one of the gems of Cuban Timba here accompanied by the father of Timba Orquesta Elio reve.
Hey, Lola, I like you! How I like to look at you but you don't know it. I look at you, Lola, or Loly, or Lola. Listen carefully. Let's go there. I like all of you so much, much more when I look at you. When I look at you so much, Loly or Lola. I like all of you so much, much more when I look at you, when I look at you so much, Loly or Lola, when I look at you so much, Loly or Lola, or Lola. There! I don't know what it is that provokes me and drives me crazy. I don't know. Look at Lola, Lola, how she walks, but how pretty Lolita is. I know she has a way of walking that anyone who follows her is suffocated and stay seated, quiet. She's the queen of the street, the prettiest girl. And that very Cuban grace, mommy, nobody can take that away from you. Now I want to tell you not to mess with Lola, that girl has an owner and she doesn't go away with the first ball. Listen! Not with the first one they throw at him, not with the first one they throw at him, he won't leave. But, mommy, you've got that crazy mulatto. With what? With what? Hey, back off, boy, they've been hunting you for a while. Hey, you have to work hard. Because Lola is very tough. Listen to me! It's up to you. Don't make a mistake with Lola. She wants to be left alone. Oh, Lola, what a Lolita. She's happy and likes to party. Boy, you're going to be crazy. Tell me, what's wrong with Lola? Leave her alone now. Hey, she won't leave, she won't leave. She won't leave, she won't leave.
¡Oye, Lola como tú me gustas!
Cómo me gusta mirarte pero que tú no lo sepas.
Que te miro yo, Lola, o Loly, o Lola.
Escucha bien. Vamos para allá.
Toda tú me gustas tanto, mucho más cuando te miro.
Cuando yo te miro tanto, Loly o Lola.
Toda tú me gustas tanto, mucho más cuando te miro,
cuando yo te miro tanto, Loly o Lola,
cuando yo te miro tanto, Loly o Lola, o Lola.
¡Ahí!
No sé qué tiene que me provoca y que me pone la cabeza loca. Yo no sé.
Mira a Lola, Lola, cómo va, pero que linda está Lolita.
Sé que tiene un caminado que el que la siga queda sofocado
y quédate sentado, quietecito.
Es la reina de la calle, la muchacha más bonita.
Y esa gracia muy cubana, mami, a tí nadie te la quita.
Ahora quiero decirles que no se metan con Lola,
que esa niña tiene dueño y no se va con la primera bola.
¡Escucha!
Con la primera que le tiran no, con la primera que la tiran no, que no se va.
Pero, mami, tú tienes a ese mulato loco. ¿Con qué? ¿Con qué?
Oye, retírate, muchacho, que te están cazando desde hace rato.
Oye, tienes que trabajar fino.
Porque Lola está durísima.
¡Escúchame!
Allá tú.
No te equivoques con Lola.
Ella quiere que la dejen tranquila.
¡Ay!, Lola,
Qué Lolita.
Ella es contenta y le gusta la fiesta.
Muchacho, loco te vas a quedar.
Dime ¿Qué te pasa con Lola?
Déjala tranquila ya.
Oye, que no se va, no se va.
Que no se va, no se va.