Leather Queen

Every morning crisis when I wake up
This is like the nightmare (baby)
Gotta go to work
Rushing all around I have my breakfast
Always in a hurry, gotta go to work
Every body pushes in the subway
I’m still sleepy, I’ll be late for work
Everybody stearing with blind faces
Feeling like a robot
I just had enough.
Dreaming of a leather queen
Who would make me happy
And get along with me
Dreaming of a leather queen
Who would understand me
Make a change in me.
Every morning rollers when I wake up
Face cream on the pillows, all over the place
Jumpimg out of bed I take a shower,
I hate this routine
But she doesn’t care
Everybody squashes in the subway
I’m still sleepy, I’ll be late for work
Everybody stearing with blind faces
Feeling like a robot
I just had enough.
Dreaming of a leather queen
Dancing in a disco
Wearing leather jeans!!!
Dreaming of a leather queen
Who would me happy
And get along with me
(A. Pelayo, F. Arbéx)