You had me so close
You could smell my urge
But you left me alone
To melt as a ice cream
In a hot day.

It could be a blues
But it ain't
The man is not real
The women disappear
But the choclet flavor
Is great.

It could be a blues
But it ain't
We don't got the music
We don't got the bad
And yet the chocolate flavor
Is great.