LYRIC FOR SALE

By That Beach Sound Cartel

[Verse 1]

Short and dark
with that jet black hair,
Deep brown eyes,
Lord, I said a prayer.

Fire… fire…
between them thighs,
That girl could burn
straight through the night.

Smile as wide
as El Gran Cañón,
She rode me
como un gran stallión.

Ay Dios mío…

[Chorus]

Cubanita…
Mamasita…
La Teresita…

“La Teresitaaaa…”

(Background voice)
“Dicen que ella es de Marianao…”

Ay Dios mío…
that little señorita…

Cubanita…
Mamasita…
La Teresita…

[Verse 2]

Her parents strict
that old Cuban way,
Lights off early,
San Lázaro every day.

We’d kiss a little,
touch a little more,
Till her papi walked in
through that bedroom door.

He yelled:
“OYE MARICÓN!
¡DEJA LA TRANQUILA!”

“Manda huevo!”

I looked back at him
while she grabbed my calzoncillo.

And honestly, mi socio…
I didn’t stand a chance…
Ni uno…
¡COÑO!

That Cubanita…
Mamasita…
La Teresita…

“Dicen que ella es de Marianao…”

[Bridge]

Little Havana moonlight,
windows open wide,
Salsa on the radio,
heat in her eyes.

She whispered,
“Papi…”

Lord, I nearly died.

That girl had more danger
than caminando Calle Ocho
past midnight.

“Teresita…”

[Final Chorus]

Cubanita…
Mamasita…
La Teresita…

Sweet little liar
and a heartbreak diva…

“LA TERESITAAAA!”

Cubanita…
Mamasita…
La Teresita…

[Outro]

‘Una jeva rica’
La Teresita…