[Verse 1]
I want to tell you all a very good story
About a girl who lived the euphoria
Of being part of rock, while drinking peperina tea
Typical mind of a country girl
She didn't have the **** to be in an office
A subterranean place of a humdrum ideology
[Chorus]
Romantical, she sang all of her brilliant poems
While whispering to my manager's ear:
"I love you, I hate you, give me more"
[Verse 2]
Looking the country she forgot that man
Looking the rich man she dressed up as a poor man
To be able to know the gossip of the old neighbors
She wears a flag above her head
She don't wanna be like anyone else
She adores to show the speck in her brother's eye
[Chorus]
And in her own tale, she was playing Cinderella
Her prince was a hippie guy from the 1960s
I love you, I hate you, give me more
[Verse 3]
She's working at live shows, she lives from writing letters
She sleeps with the visitors and plays with the home team
She has in her body, "Tackiness of the Capitals"
[Instrumental Bridge]
[Chorus]
I love you, I hate you, give me more
I love you, I hate you, give me more (Eh!)
I love you, I hate you, give me more