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)