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Un show excitante

La atención se centra en la latina y los chicos babean sin cesar. Las mujeres de envidia mueren y la canción empieza a sonar. Bajo se escucha la letra pero ella empieza a cantar.

~ I haven't seen my ex since we broke up, Probably 'cause he didn't wanna grow up, Now I'm out and wearing something low-cut,'Bout to get attention from a grown up~

Sentada en la silla que ha sacado en medio de la sala hace gestos de fastidio al hablar de su ex amor, para cambiar a una pose y rostro mas coquetos.

~ 'Cause you hold me like a woman
In a way I've never felt before
And it makes me wanna hold on
And it makes me wanna be all yours~

Canta dulce y alarga la nota final, se levanta de golpe con sus piernas ligeramente abiertas.

~Guys my age don't know how to treat me
Don't know how to treat me
Don't know how to treat me
Guys my age don't know how to touch me
Don't know how to love me good
Guys my age don't know how to keep me
Don't know how to keep me
Don't know how to keep me
Guys my age don't know how to touch me
Don't know how to love me good~

Se pasea por la habitación moviendo las caderas y bailando al compás. Es increíble como el mundo se detiene ante esta chica y a todos no parece importarles. Como si cada segundo que pasan viéndole valiera la maldita pena. Y lo vale.

~ All he ever wanted was to go down
What we supposed to do with all his friends around, yeah
Smoking weed, he'd never wanna leave the house
Got an empty cushion on that sofa now~

Se acerca a un grupo de chicos que la observan hambrientos, se sienta encima de su mesa sin importarle derramar algo y les canta como contándoles la historia. Entornando los ojos.

Told him, "Good luck with the next one."
Maybe she'll be just as immature
Gotta thank him, he's the reason
That I'll find out what I'm looking for~