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"Mr. P. Mosh"
Anda Pachuco King señorita linda
Mi coche echa lumbre, mi corazón cosas bonitas,
Soy el hombre de la noche, soy la sombra de la vida
Mi sangre es la comida que te hace estar dormida.
[Pero no me hagas caritas solo busco otra salida,]
Bailando y cantando es tu castigo por ser diva,
Soy el verdugo de tus sueños, [no soy malo soy veneno,]
No me mires a los ojos porque puede que no encuentres
¡Nada mas que tu reflejo!, yo soy tu infierno, yo soy tu infierno.
[En el lenguaje del amor yo era el verbo en carne viva,
Yo era el dueño de estos bailes pero todo termino por:]
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.
I must say I do look gorgeous
{How could you not like him?}
I must say I do look gorgeous
{How, how could you not like him?}
I'm, I'm, I must say I do look gorgeous
{How could you not like him?}
I must say I do look gorgeous
...Uno, dos, tres, cuatro.
Soy la luz de este momento, no respiro soy de fierro
No me busques yo te encuentro, no me toques o te quemo,
Ya no quiero ser así, yo quiero estar junto a ti
Pero así es mi destino, soy el rey de este camino,
Solo véanme pasar, no me imiten es mortal
No me busquen o si no su calavera va a llegar.
(Lo queremos conocer, es mi amor es mi querer,
Cada que vamos a fiestas de lejos se puede ver es:)
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.
Yeah, talk to me baby,
That's it reina a little closer...
Ahora si todos conmigo ¡vamos a bailar!
¡...Ráscale mi Jason!
Mmm, so...
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.
Mr. López... Mister T... Mister P. Mosh... Mister Bean...
Mi coche echa lumbre, mi corazón cosas bonitas,
Soy el hombre de la noche, soy la sombra de la vida
Mi sangre es la comida que te hace estar dormida.
Bailando y cantando es tu castigo por ser diva,
Soy el verdugo de tus sueños, [no soy malo soy veneno,]
No me mires a los ojos porque puede que no encuentres
¡Nada mas que tu reflejo!, yo soy tu infierno, yo soy tu infierno.
Yo era el dueño de estos bailes pero todo termino por:]
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.
{How could you not like him?}
I must say I do look gorgeous
{How, how could you not like him?}
I'm, I'm, I must say I do look gorgeous
{How could you not like him?}
I must say I do look gorgeous
...Uno, dos, tres, cuatro.
No me busques yo te encuentro, no me toques o te quemo,
Ya no quiero ser así, yo quiero estar junto a ti
Pero así es mi destino, soy el rey de este camino,
Solo véanme pasar, no me imiten es mortal
No me busquen o si no su calavera va a llegar.
Cada que vamos a fiestas de lejos se puede ver es:)
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.
That's it reina a little closer...
¡...Ráscale mi Jason!
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.
Mr. López... Mister T... Mister P. Mosh... Mister Bean...
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english thanks to google translate:
Go Miss Linda King Pachuco My car check light, my heart of pretty things I am the man of the night, I am the shadow of life My blood is the food that makes you sleepy.
[But I do not just find another exit faces,] Dancing and singing is your punishment for being a diva, I am the executioner of your dreams, [I'm bad, I'm not poison] I look in the eyes because you may not find Nothing but your reflection!, I'm your hell, I'm your hell.
[In the language of love I was the verb in the flesh, I was the owner of these dances, but all I end up:] Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.
I must say I do look gorgeous {How could you not like him?} I must say I do look gorgeous {How, how could you not like him?} I'm, I'm, I must say I do look gorgeous {How could you not like him?} I must say I do look gorgeous ... One, two, three, four.
I am the light of this moment, I'm not breathing iron I look, I find you, do not touch me or I'll burn, I do not want to be and I want to be with you But such is my fate, I'm the king of the road Just look at me go, I emulate fatal Do not look for me or if his skull is coming.
(We want to know is my love my love, Whenever we go to parties from afar all you can see is:) Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.
Yeah, talk to me baby, That's it reigns a little closer ...
Now if all we're going to dance with me! ... Jason my rascal!
Mmm, so ... Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H. Mr. Lopez ... Mister T. .. Mister P. Mosh ... Mister Bean ...
This might be a better translation. From a native speaker :). I saw them live when they first came out in Monterry, Mex, their hometown, at UdeM when I was going to school there, I was like 15. We moshed it up. So Fun.
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Go on Pachuco (Mexican gangsta) King, Pretty little miss My car shoots fire, my heart pretty things I am the man of the night, I am the shadow of life My blood is the meal that makes you fall asleep.
[But don’t make faces at me I’m just looking for an exit,] Dancing and singing is your punishment for being alive, I am the executioner of your dreams, [I'm not bad, I'm poison] Don’t look me in the eyes because all that you may find Is nothing else but your reflection!, I am your hell, I am your hell!
[In the language of love I was the verb in living flesh, I would own these dances, but it all ended because of] Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.
I must say I do look gorgeous {How could you not like him?} I must say I do look gorgeous {How, how could you not like him?} I'm, I'm, I must say I do look gorgeous {How could you not like him?} I must say I do look gorgeous ... One, two, three, four.
I am the light of this moment, I don’t breathe I’m made of iron Don’t look for me, I’ll find you, do not touch me or I'll burn you, I do not want to be like this, I want to be with you But such is my destiny, I am the king of this road Just look at me go, Don’t imitate me it’s fatal Do not look for me, or if not will be the arrival of your skull.
(We really want to meet him, he is my love, he is my desire, Whenever we go to parties from afar all you can see is:) Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.
Yeah, talk to me baby, That's it my queen a little closer ...
C’mon everybody now and let’s dance! ... Scratch it my Jason!
Mmm, so ... Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H. Mr. Lopez ... Mister T. .. Mister P. Mosh ... Mister Bean ...