where is Cantinflas when we need him?
cantar una canción
beber una bebida
in his ivory tower
halfway to heaven
reading for dough then busting out and
heading for mexico and mayby on down argentina's way to tierra del feugo
play your cards let the chips fall
merrily merrily merrily merrily
life is but a dream
gees i'm running outa material
it is true
i confess
only have a glimpse of Spanish
i can't impress the latina poetess
i make a mess
nevertheless,
nunca el menos
confieso
yo lo hago mal
pero hacerlo mejor mal
entonces no tratar
i'll see ya at the bar for a sasparilla, brilla?