verse 1
~ in the backstreets of Panama City,whilst out walking in the shade
i catch a glimpse of your reflections and i don’t know what to say [bad word] ~ Que Linda Morena Forever,How can they treat you so bad when you’re looking so good
Que Linda Morena Forever,i know i shouldn’t say it but i felt like i could
Que Linda Morena Forever, you can try to keep her but it’ll do you no good
Que Linda Morena [bad word] you’re looking so good but they treat you so bad