Margarita

Margarita

Ah, ah, ah, ah

Margarita

Ah, ah, ah, ah (My Margarita)

It was in Pittsburgh, late one night

I lost my head, got into a fight

I rolled and tumbled till I saw the light

Went to the Big Apple, took a bite

Ah, ah, ah, ah

Still the sun went down your way

Down from the blue into the gray

Where I stood, I saw you walk away

You danced away

Ah, ah, ah, ah (My Margarita)

I asked her what we're gonna do tonight

She said, "Cahuenga Langa-Langa Shoe Box Soup"

We better keep tryin' till we get it right

Tala mala sheela jaipur dhoop

She wrote a long letter on a short piece of paper

Margarita