Lyrics:

I'm always breaking glasses in other people's rooms
Forever making passes at other people's tumbs
No matter what existed a few short years ago
The happy days were busted and that's the way things go

What a good time
What a lovely time
What a good time
What a lonely time

Agosto, agosto
Joto, perra
Perra, ¡perra!

And if I had some trousers
I'd walk right down the street
And if I had a mauser
I'd shoot everyone I meet

What a good time
What a lovely time
What a good time
What a lonely time

(Agosto, ¡agosto!) Agosto (Perra)
Agosto (Joto; perra)
Joto (Perra)
Perra (Perra), perra, perra, ¡perra!
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Well I'm still breaking glasses in other people's rooms
Forever making passes at other people's tumbs
No matter what existed a few short years ago
The happy days were busted and that's the way things go

What a beautiful time
What a lovely time
What a beautiful time
What a lonely time

Agosto, agosto
Perra, perra, ¡perra!