rosalita, it´s a crying shame
that i´m far too poor to play your game
i am sure we could have so much fun
love is more than just a loaded gun

i´m aware of what you represent
still i´m dying to enjoy your scent
i am sick of walking all alone
i keep dreaming of the danger zone

spare me all the details
cut the crap
you send shivers down my spinal tap
if i could i wouldn´t let you go
not for all the gold in mexico

rosalita replies:

"crazy gringo, footloose, fancy free
why would someone like you fancy me?
i am nothing but a passing ship
with my curvy hips and pounding lips"

rosalita, your mysterious ways
give me vivid dreams of better days
what those men are saying isn´t right
i can see you in a different light

i am caught up in this special song
this is where your big brown eyes belong
leave those men and ride along with me
my true love is gonna set you free

rosalita replies:

"please, señor, you do not understand
i´m a woman of another brand
i am bad news, trouble and no good
i´m the black sheep of the neighbourhood"

there´s a long, long ride ahead of us
get up on this horse
don´t make no fuss
i´m not rich but i am telling you
i have seen what Jesus Christ can do"

LARZ GUSTAFSSON

September 4, 2008