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I am a gay caballero
Coming from Rio Janeiro,
With nice oily hair
And full of hot air,
I'm an expert at shooting the bullo!
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I'm seeking a fair senorita,
Not thin and yet not too much meata!
I'll woo her a while
In my Argentine style,
I'll carry her off of her feeta!
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I'll tell her I'm of the nobilio,
And live in a great big castillio.
I must have a miss
Who will long for a kiss;
She'll not say, "Oh don't be so sillyo!"
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'Twas at a swell cabaretta,
While wining and dining I met her.
We drank one or two,
As other folks do;
he night was wet but she got wetter!
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She told me her name was Estrella,
She said, "Stick around me young fella!
Mosquitoes they bite
And they're awful tonight,
And you smell just like citronella!"
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Oh I can't forget that senora;
While telling her how I adore her,
Asleep she did fall,
Didn't mind that at all,
But she was a terrible snorer!
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She was a dancer and singer,
At me she kept pointing her finger,
And saying to me,
"Si senor, si si!",
But I couldn't see a durned thinger!
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She told me that she was so
lonely,
So I climbed up on her balcony.
While under her spell,
I heard someone yell,
"Get away from here you big baloney!"
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I swore I'd win this senorita,
I wooed her upon the sofita.
Then her husband walked in,
What he did was a sin,
I can still hear the birds sing "tweet-tweeta!"
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Now I am a sad caballero,
Returning to Rio Janeiro,
Minus my hair,
A bruise here and there,
For her husband, he chewed off my earo!
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