Don't Call Me A Friend (Just Call Me Amigo)

Don't call me a friend, just call me amigo
After three glasses of wine, two pints of beer
One scotch and maybe something illegal

Let me tell you 'bout my girl, all that booze is for her treason
Well, I admit that when I'm drunk I maybe change the facts a little
But what are we doing here? In this trendy pub for cool crowds?
The big waitress look us badly
We don't seem nice in this fucking shithole

Don't call me a friend, just call me amigo
After three glasses of wine, two pints of beer
One scotch and maybe something illegal
Don't call me a friend, just call me amigo
Come on join me, raise your glass and say cheers
Not for Dylan, just for Seger

Let's go, get out of here to a bar for common people
Where sound good old music, hard guitars and some fiddles
Can talk 'bout classic movies, bounty hunters, forajidos
Where shirts and jeans are good enough
And you don't need fancy dress codes

Let's go, amigo!

Don't call me a friend, just call me amigo
After three glasses of wine, two pints of beer
One scotch and maybe something illegal
Don't call me a friend, just call me amigo
Come on join me, raise your glass and say cheers
Not for Dylan, just for Seger

Come on join me, raise your glass and say cheers
Not for Dylan, just for Seger

Come on join me, raise your glass and say cheers
Not for Dylan, just for Seger



Credits
Writer(s): David Jesús Vázquez Núñez, Miguel ángel Suárez Cagigal
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