Mexican Girl

Juanita came to me last night
and she cried over and over
"Oh Daddy I love you know, and I think it`s the moonlight".
She looked so fine, well she looked all right,
and she moaned: Oh Daddy,move over
and I think it`s the moonlight.

Made in Mexico,schooled in France,
Oh la lovin she needed no teaching
Oh man, Ican say international ways I believe in.

Mexican Girl don`t leave me alone,
I`ve got a heard as big as a stone
and I need you believe me to be here
and love me tonight.
Mexican Girl I want you to stay,
You know my heart is longing to say
That as long as I live I will always remember the one that I called
"my Mexican Girl"

Her skin was soft as the velvet sky,
and her hair it shone in the moonlight,
as the music did play,
well the night turned to day,
and I held her tight.
Then she looked at me with the dark brown eyes,
and she whispered: Hasta la vista
well I don`t know what that means,