‘‘ Muchacha de Porcelana’’

VOICE 1: I had a love, gentlemen, that consumed my life, it wasn't what we argued about, but how much she demanded. She always wanted to eat at the finest restaurants, dress like a princess, and buy beautiful necklaces. One day, luckily for my wallet, she was lost to me, so I decided to dedicate a chorus to her. I had a love, gentlemen, that consumed my life, it wasn't what we argued about, but how much she demanded. She always wanted to eat at the finest restaurants, dress like a princess, and buy beautiful necklaces. One day, luckily for my wallet, she was lost to me, so I decided to dedicate a chorus to her. CHORUS: Porcelain girl, how you love the good life, you'll wake up tomorrow with your head crazy and empty. Porcelain girl, how you love the good life, you'll wake up tomorrow with your head crazy and empty. That's why, no way, I don't want any stories with you. That's why, no way, I don't want any stories with you. I don't want any stories with you. I don't want any stories with you. I don't want any stories with you. I don't want any stories with you. VOICE 1: Porcelain girl. CHORUS: I don't want any stories with you. VOICE 1: How you love the good life. CHORUS: I don't want any stories with you. VOICE 1: Even if you're a monument. CHORUS: I don't want any stories with you. VOICE 1: I won't waste my time again. CHORUS: I don't want any stories with you. VOICE 1: If your money ran out, it ran out. CHORUS: I don't want any stories with you. VOICE 1: I'm sorry about that. CHORUS: I don't want any stories with you. CHORUS: Porcelain girl, how you love the good life, you're going to wake up tomorrow with your head crazy and empty. Porcelain girl, how you love the good life, you're going to wake up tomorrow with your head crazy and empty.

VOZ 1: Yo tuve un amor, señores,
que me quemaba la vida,
no era lo que me peleaba, si no,
cuánto me pedía.

Quería siempre comer en los mejores lugares,
vestir como una princesa y comprar
buenos collares.

Un día se me perdió
por suerte para mi bolsillo
por eso se me ocurrió
dedicarle un estribillo.

Yo tuve un amor, señores,
que me quemaba la vida,
no era lo que me peleaba, si no,
cuánto me pedía.

Quería siempre comer en los mejores lugares,
vestir como una princesa y comprar
buenos collares.

Un día se me perdió
por suerte para mi bolsillo
por eso se me ocurrió
dedicarle un estribillo.

CORO: Muchacha de porcelana,
cómo te gusta la buena vida,
vas a despertar mañana
con tu cabeza loca y vacía.

Muchacha de porcelana,
cómo te gusta la buena vida,
vas a despertar mañana
con tu cabeza loca y vacía.

Por eso,
qué va,
contigo no quiero cuento

Por eso,
qué va,
contigo no quiero cuento

Contigo no quiero cuento.

Contigo no quiero cuento

Contigo no quiero cuento.

Contigo no quiero cuento.

VOZ 1: Muchacha de porcelana.
CORO: Contigo no quiero cuento.
VOZ 1: Cómo te gusta la buena vida.
CORO: Contigo no quiero cuento.
VOZ 1: Aunque tú seas un monumento.
CORO: Contigo no quiero cuento.
VOZ 1: Yo no vuelvo a perder mi tiempo.
CORO: Contigo no quiero cuento.
VOZ 1: Si el dinero se te acabó, acabó.
CORO: Contigo no quiero cuento.
VOZ 1: Eso sí que lo siento.
CORO: Contigo no quiero cuento.

CORO: Muchacha de porcelana,
cómo te gusta la buena vida,
vas a despertar mañana
con tu cabeza loca y vacía.

Muchacha de porcelana,
cómo te gusta la buena vida,
vas a despertar mañana
con tu cabeza loca y vacía.