Escuela Nocturna
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Escuela Nocturna
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Atención atención :
Colorin colorado
El que no hace palmas
Se sienta en el pelado
Fui a la escuelta nocturna
A terminar la primaria
Mi maestra era una gorda
Medio bruja y ordinaria
Al primer dia de clase
Dijo saquen una hoja
Como yo me equivoque
La pedi a mi compañera
Que me tirara la goma
Nena tirame la goma
Nena tirame la goma
Te lo pido por favor
Que se me pasa la hora
Fui a la escuelta nocturna
A terminar la primaria
Mi maestra era una gorda
Medio bruja y ordinaria
Al primer dia de clase
Dijo saquen una hoja
Como yo me equivoque
La pedi a mi compañera
Que me tirara la goma
Nena tirame la goma
Nena tirame la goma
Te lo pido por favor
Que se me pasa la hora
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