I’m a [bad word] caballero 
But I’m lost in el desierto 
I’ve got [bad word] days despierto 
I’m a [bad word] caballero
But I’m lost in el desierto
I’ve got [bad word] days despierto
Otherwise I’d be muerto
 [bad word] and hide when they see me
As if I was some kind of disease
They don’t ask me cómo me llamo
They know my name is peligro

I was born a bandido
En una cuna de barro
Was abandonado
Before haber caminado

And I’ve seen all the desfiles
Of the young pistoleros
All the hypes and modernos
Who thought they were eternos

When they see me they start to quiver
Because they know they can’t deliver
That somebody they’ll never be
They know
Peligro

So go ahead and make my day
Shoot me down de una buena vez
Go ahead and make my day
Bésame, lady
My name is peligro.