Uno, dos, tres, quatro...
G C
Well, her name was Rita Flores, met her down in
Matamoras
D
She's hotter than the Mexican sun
G C
She's one sweet chickita, my latina lolita
D G
I knew right then she had to be the one
G C
She worked at the cantina, so I ordered a tequila
D
Just to get a closer look into her eyes
G C
Handed her my pesos, she turned and walked away
D G
I don't think she even realized
G C D
Oh, seniorita, ooh mas fina, come and love me porfavor
G C
I want to be your numero uno, your one and only vato
D G
Me love you long time, that's for sure
G C
Wanna hold you, never let go, I'll be your little
gringo
D
Marry you and take you away
G C D
Aw, seniorita, ooh mas fina, won't you love me baby,
G
porque?
G C
Yea, she never caught my lingo, because I was a gringo
D
She didn't understand a word I'd say
G C
She'd say "Me no comprende," but that smile on her
face
D G
Told me I should try it anyway
(chorus twice)
G C D
I said aw, seniorita, ooh mas fina, won't you love me
baby, porque?