Enrique played in a band.
Down at the sand.
He hustled women and worked on his tan.
Drove an IROQ camero quadrophonic 8 track stereo.
He was a sharp dressin suave.
Cultured and smooth ladies man.

Maria stared in the show.
Its all that she knows.
She loved Enrique and bilar and snow.
She knew her lover had others, but her heart was a desparate young soul.
She sold a night to a stranger while searching for her pot of gold.

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We can dance to the rhythm, we can dace to the mornin light.
On a sultury summer night.
The time is right for love.
Livin libido loco days. [2x]

Arturo led a small gang.
A downtown thang.
He loved Maria the young bird who sang.
He bought her heart for a night, with some lines at the local disco.
She wore his love on her face, in the back of Arturos limo.

Enrique was quite aware, of Marias afair.
He vowed vengence Arturo I swear.
He brought his blade to the fight, but they both suffered their final blow.
Now Marias in mourning, as shes left to live life alone.

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Its been twenty years past, since Marias been last.
To the disco where she lost her soul.
She wipes a tear from her eye, and she still fights memories of ago.
As her new limo ride lets her in and asks how much, lets go.

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