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Willie Colón & Rubén Blades - What Happened (Audio Oficial)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ruben Blades
Ruben Blades
Chorus
Willie Colón
Willie Colón
Chorus
José Torres
José Torres
Piano
Eddie Resto
Eddie Resto
Bass Guitar
Milton Cardona
Milton Cardona
Congas
Johnny Andrews
Johnny Andrews
Bongos
Jimmy Devliegher Delgado
Jimmy Devliegher Delgado
Timbales
Lewis Kahn
Lewis Kahn
Trombone
Luis López
Luis López
Trombone
Leopoldo Pineda
Leopoldo Pineda
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ruben Blades
Ruben Blades
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Willie Colón
Willie Colón
Recording Engineer
Jerry Masucci
Jerry Masucci
Executive Producer
Jon Fausty
Jon Fausty
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

What happened? I don't know
Me dicen que por borracho José en la acera quedó
What happened? I don't know
They tell me that drunken Joe while drinking fell on his nose
José yo le decía deja de estar bebiendo
Porque esas borracheras no dan na
Y el me contestaba: "Ah! yo se lo que estoy haciendo"
Y en una acera en Broadway fue a parar
What happened? I don't know
Me dicen que por borracho José en la acera quedó
What happened? I don't know
They tell me that drunken Joe while drinking fell on his nose
Many times I told him:
"Hey Joe, man, why don't you stop drinking?"
Cause in the end you might just come on down
Every time he answered me
"Hey go mind your own business."
And yesterday on Broadway he came down.... I beg you...
What happened? I don't know
Me dicen que por borracho José en la acera quedó
What happened? I don't know
They tell me that drunken Joe while drinking fell on his nose
Me dicen que por borracho José en la acera quedó
They told me that drunken Joe while drinking fell on his nose
Coro:
What happened? I don't know
Me dicen que por borracho José en la calle quedó
Lo vi pasar cabizbajo por una calle en downtown
Yo regresaba al trabajo y el comenzaba jumao
You're pulling quarters from people
For coffees you never drink
You're always hanging on corners
Drinking, drinking so you won't think
~
Durmiendo en los callejones del Manhattan nocturnal
Buscando en los zafacones desayuno al despertar
Pidiendo plata a la gente pa' poder alcohol comprar
Con el cuento del hamburguer, José el alcohol te va a tragar
José no tiene familia nadie sabe a donde nació
Nadie sabe donde duerme, ni desde donde bajó
~
José ya suelta la esquina y la botella de ron
Cógelo suave Molina dale un descanso al riñón
Ya ya ya ya no quiere trabajar allá en la panadería
Sin embargo te amaneces en after hours todos los días
New York que es una manzana muy difícil de probar
La cosa ahora esta mas dura con el Koch en City Hall
Written by: Rubén Blades
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