Go Toros
And in the arms of somebody else
I imagine her in bed
With her communication skills
Cabinet full of creams and pills
Paying the bills and beating the rent
You'll never understand
The wonderful mind of that woman
Powerful beauty in her eyes
Look at that business woman
She's got a head on her shoulders
Look at that business woman
She's not that much older than you
And she reveals inner soul
Stopped like the flutters in death's robe (Stock market flutters, index rolls)
When she reveals her secret life
Enjoy and Get It On
Did you ever hear the story
That happened not long ago
'bout the man with a tan:
El diablo de Mexico?
And this man played his hand
And he lived by the luck of the draw;
Now and then and again,
Found him steppin' outside of the law
Hey, hey!
And his fortune he had made
let him live high on the hog
Til the day of the raid
When they hunted him like a dog.
He was out on the run,
Knowing he could get by,
'Cause the men killed in sin
were not there to testify.
Hey, hey!
He was caught, he was bound
In La Casa de Calaboose.
He was tried; he was found
And readied for the noose.
But the break he would make,
It didn't turn out so well.
And the hombre called "Diablo"
Bid his last farewell.