boy pablo - Mustache

(Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah)

I dreamt I had a mustache
It was dope, I looked just like Tom Selleck
Was happy with myself
But sadly I woke up again

I think it's kinda wack
Twenty-one, still nothing under my nose
Except for when I sneeze
You know what I mean

You can keep trying, oh yeah
I've been patient for way too long
Keep hanging in there, oh yeah
I will get there and prove 'em wrong

Hijo, cuando yo era niño, también quería tener bigotes
Y un hueón mayor me dijo, "Échate grasa de carretón y te salen"
Le hice caso, me llené la cara de grasa negra
Pero los bigotes me llegaron a los treinta nomás, compa

You can keep trying, oh yeah
I've been patient for way too long
Keep hanging in there, oh yeah
I'll be trying until I cry

Written by:
Estaban Munoz, Juan Pablo Munoz, Judah John Kubendran, Nicolas Pablo Munoz

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