In Tijuana, three nights a week,
the nuit was working in Mexico.
'Who was there, sir? My name is Viridiana
and my last name twenty-five thousand. '
I did not look for mercenary loves
and she was not Buñuel's venus,
but the solitary tequila
He knows better with you, Mademoiselle.
And two rounds later he kissed her
and three kisses later he convinced me,
and in a meublé for hours that he rented
Now I will tell you what happened.
So many things he gave me that they did not give me,
so many caresses almost really,
that I forgot that I worked
and she did not remember to work.
Therefore, without missing a week,
when they see me entering the cabaret
the mariachis, looking at Viridiana,
they sing 'And come back, come back, come back'.
And, even if on my birthday give a dinner
and do not come my children to dinner,
with her every night is Christmas Eve
and the carnival never ends.
Because there is no under the Mexican moon
best menu for an Andalusian dog
no hands that do like Viridiana
the apple pie of amour fou.
With the run of the beautiful Malinche
and the gachupín
Long live Mexico la nuit! Yes
(Mais oui)
Only among all we can make this a better place :)