I left for Tampico last July
I jumped off that boat I almost
died
There to greet us
Were pretty senoritas
I swore that I would not go
home then
All those lovely ladies were
my friends
Whoa, those sweet chiquitas
they don't pretend
-- Spoken: "Como esta, Capitain..."
That is all I really want to
say
I was thrown out of the country
yesterday
See I was, drinkin' double
Causin' lots of trouble
When the man looked in the
window of the bar and he grinned
And said, "If you come back
we just may not be your friend"
"I don't want to see you 'round
here again"
"If you come back next time
we may not..." (Hidy ho' boys!)
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