| He was just a lad, not to old
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| Always lived in Mexico
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| And every day in the hot sunshine
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| He would dance and sing just to pass the time
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| Dancin', prancin' up the street
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| Not even takin' time to eat
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| This little boy with the great big feet
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| Doing the boogie with the Mexican beat
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| Seniorita, I ask you please
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| Do not sit down on my knees
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| I don’t like for you to tease
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| Love me a little but a-please don’t squeeze
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| --- Instrumental ---
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| The girls they never get a chance
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| 'Cause he’s not a-lookin' for romance
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| He gives them not one single glance
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| 'Cause all he like is to do his dance
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| How the girls would like to meet
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| This little boy with the great big feet
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| They think that he’s so doggone sweet
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| A doin' the boogie with the Mexican beat
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| Seniorita, I ask you please
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| Do not sit down on my knees
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| I don’t like for you to tease
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| Love me a little but a-please don’t squeeze
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| --- Instrumental ---
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| Then one day he went to Rome
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| Across the border into San Antoine
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| The girls there wouldn’t leave him alone
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| When he did the boogie like he did at home
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| Now this little boy I want you to know
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| Becaue he’s always on the go
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| He don’t ask anyone to form or go
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| A doin' the boogie in a-Mexico
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| Seniorita, I ask you please
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| Do not sit down on my knees
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| I don’t like for you to tease
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| Love me a little but a-please don’t squeeze… |