Tiger

No sé si os habréis enterado de que el golfista Tiger Woods tuvo hace unos días un accidente con el coche y después empezaron a circular rumores sobre posibles infidelidades a su mujer, la bella Elin. A mí este acontecimiento me ha inspirado para volver a mis raíces y componer de nuevo en inglés.

Quedan muy atrás grandes éxitos de este blog occidental como Wall Street Guy o Bloody Girl. Hoy lanzo al ciberespacio Tiger. Un deportista del calibre de Woods merece una canción a su altura. Espero que mi última creación lo esté. Sólo una cosa más antes de dejaros con la canción: Roberto Carlos ni de coña.

Ahora sí. Enjoy.

TIGER

You got caught, Tiger Woods
Gotta happen sooner or later
Now brace for the worst, punk
Because here come the Haters

You don't mess with black
You just want white b*tches
Who thought that would end
with your face full of stitches?

You should've been more careful
with the girls that you picked up
Now I just want to know...
Man, you have a prenup?

If that's what you wanted
Maybe you shouldn't marry
This dude was getting p*ssy
like he was getting birdies

Thought you could pull it off?
You thought it was all freedom?
You can't get away with murder, Tiger
You're no f*cking OJ Simpson

Anyway, what's up with Elin?
Why does she act like this?
Hey, you always told her
that you really liked to swing

Now life for you, Tiger
is like a fat girl with no boobs
You've got all the baggage
and yet none of the goods

Forget about your marriage
Go out and hit some balls
or maybe go to Vegas
and get yourself some 'hos!

AGUR!