The
Boys:
Mamacita!
You cannot beat
a
Beautiful and blonde,
Divine señorita!
We want to growl
and purr---
She's like a blaze
of light---
Oh, how we'll dream
of her
When we go home
tonight!
We'd love to treat
a
Beautiful and blonde
Divine señorita!
Our hearts go thump,
thump, thump---
She couldn't be
sweeter---
Our pulses jump,
jump, jump
For our blonde
mamacita,
Mamacita!
Mamacita!
The
Girl:
I'm not supposed
to look,
I'm not supposed
to turn,
I'm not supposed
to show
The very least
concern.
I'm not supposed
to smile
Or get chummy,
I'm just supposed
to act
Like some Egyptian
mummy.
But---
I love it!
I love every whistle,
I love all the
sighs.
I adore the yearning
In their deep brown
eyes.
I love it!
I love the thrilling
tempo
Of their Latin
song---
Now and then I'd
even
Like to sing along.
I love every whistle,
I love every yell,
For it couldn't
be neater
To hear them call
me
Mamacita!
Oh, wow, oh, wow!
It means
I am a woman now.
The
Boys:
Mamacita!
You cannot beat
a
Beautiful and blonde,
Divine señorita!
We feel our pressure
rise
Straight up to
our heads---
Oh, how we'll fantasize
When we are in
our beds!
We'd love to treat
a
Beautiful and blonde
Divine señorita!
Our hearts go thump,
thump, thump---
She couldn't be
sweeter---
Our pulses jump,
jump, jump
For our blonde
mamacita,
Mamacita!
Mamacita!
The
Girl:
I'm not supposed
to act
Like I can hear
them call---
As far as I'm concerned
They don't exist
at all.
If I should stop
and wink,
I'd seem shady,
And I'd turn into
salt
Like what's-his-name's
old lady.
But---
I love it!
I love every whistle,
I love all the
sighs.
I adore the yearning
In their deep brown
eyes.
I love it!
I love the thrilling
tempo
Of their Latin
song---
Now and then I'd
even
Like to sing along.
I love every whistle,
I love every yell,
For it couldn't
be neater
To hear them call
me
Mamacita!
Oh, wow, oh, wow!
It means
I am a woman now.
