La la la laaaaaa
Well a lad, he's had his fill,
he's no dough
Everybody's wondering about Mexican Joe
In old Mexico they call him the rumba king
Leaves all the women
around on a string
When they go out, they get a million thrills
But the lovely senoritas
wind up with the bill
Dancing, romancing, always on the go
Sun shining down on Mexican Joe
He makes the night spots
all along the bay
People want to see him
when he comes their way
He spreads so much joy
everywhere he goes
Everyone shouts, Viva la Mexican Joe
He likes to gamble at poker,
he's an ace
He's always lucky with the
cards that's got a face
At winning the money, he's sure a whiz
But when they win, they don't collect,
cause they don't know
where he is
Dancing, romancing, always on the go
Sun shining down on Mexican Joe
He don't got no income tax,
he don't got no dough
Still he gets along just fine,
how we'll never know
He's got everything he wants,
a girl, a drink, a song
If we use his formula,
we surely can't go wrong
His favorite playground
is anywhere there's girls
He's got that something
that sets their hearts a -whirl
It couldn't be his money,
cause he ain't gotta pay so
But when he wants a kiss,
all he's gotta do is say so
Dancing, romancing, always on the go
Sun shining down on Mexican Joe