Mostrame el camino hasta el próximo bar
Sin preguntar
Sin preguntar
Porque hay que hallar el próximo bar porque
Sin hallar el próximo bar
Nos vamos a matar
Nos vamos a matar
Nos vamos, nos vamos, nos vamos a matar
Ay, luna de Alabama
Voy a decirte adiós
Perdimos Alabama
Urgente whisky para los dos
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now might say goodbye
We've lost, oh dear old mamma
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why
Oh, show me the way to the next pretty boy
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For we must find the next pretty boy
For if we don't find the next pretty boy
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die
Oh, Moon of Alabama
It's time to say goodbye
We've lost our dear old mamma (dear mamma)
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why (you know why)
Oh, Moon of Alabama
We now might say goodbye
We've lost, oh dear old mamma
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why
Oh, show me the way to the next little dollar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For we must find the next little dollar
For if we don't find the next little dollar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die
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Oh, Moon of Alabama
It's time to say goodbye
We've lost our dear old mamma (dear mamma)
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why (you know why)
Oh, Moon of Alabama
We now might say goodbye (to say goodbye)
We've lost, oh dear old mamma
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why