CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Tattoo

Me and my brother were talking to each other
About what makes a man a man
Were it brains or brawn, or the month you were born?
We just didn't understand

Our old man didn't like our appearance
He said that only women wear long hair

So me and my brother borrowed money from Mother
We knew what we had to do
We went downstairs, past the barber and gymnasium
And got our arms tattooed

Welcome to my life, tattoo
I'm a man now, thanks to you

I'll expect I'll regret you
But the skin-graft man won't get you
You'll be there when I die
Tattoo