She goes out to take a stroll
Sweet as molasses just as slow
It's another sunny day
In the barrio where we stay

Down the avenue she goes
Where she comes from no one knows
Is she Cubano, Mexicano
Or is she Columbiano?

Maybe she's from Panama
All the hombres look in awe
Passing by the dark cantina
Just another sweet Latina

Girl with the Egyptian eyes
Hear the old man as he sighs
She is blissful unaware
Pretty girl that does not care