Hi, I'm Spaniard, they call me this name
Hotel is my business, all night all day
Wanna buy some dope? Pay and it is yours
Wait a minute - I will get it in a while
You fool, you will soon be sad
Bye, bye, he is getting mad
What? She is rich, got a house and likes sex
I'm coming right away - hey you - where's that?
I will fleece her like a sheep and I will screw her tight and deep
If she's nice she'll stay alive - if not, she'll bite the dust
I'm a con-man, that's what I am
And you've always let me live quite well
Are you bright enough to turn it into dough
I'm everywhere but you don't know how
I live with the elite, go out with my dog
And no one will stop me if I want to have more
In this paradise of money honesty is myth
There are only con-men, cheating, stink and filth
Always - there are fools around
I am - hunting in the crowd
