Ad te clamamus, exsules filii Hevae

What a terrible woman,

She threw my things away.

She said in her bed

I'd never lay down again.

The house is mine,

You're the one who'll leave,

Go back to your mom's,

Leave my mattress.

She's a pro at the art

Of annoying and pissing me off,

The world champion.

I was so pissed

That I didn't even notice

That the moon was changing.

That mad woman

Has been kissing me for hours.

She said she can't live without me.

Tell me, God,

What do I do now?

If looking at me like that,

She has me wrapped around my finger.

My son, you'll have to bear it,

It's your fault for being into

This woman of phases.

Complicated and Perfect,

You showed up in my life,

You're all I ever wanted.

My luck star

When she showed up at night

My dear, you got bigger,

My relationship has a calendar,

Woman of phases!

🎸🎸🎸

Put some yeast, put the bombs,

Anything that makes it bigger,

Makes her bigger than the sun,

Few people know that at night

The cold is hot and it burns,

And I lighted it up

Even with no lights

I can still see you

The bedsheets doing

"Congo blue"

It's a shame, I know,Tomorrow it will be gone.

Bear it,

Cause here comes the heat.

Complicated and perfect,

You showed up in my life,

You're all I ever wanted.

My lucky star

When she showed up at night,

My dear, you got bigger,

My relationship has a calendar,

Woman of phases!