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She came from Madrid, just a crazy kid Met her down in Cadiz I think you know where that is I'd been travelling far, playing my guitar Pulling senioritas They said I played like Manitas Looking for a few pesetas Took a job as a singing waiter And drank tequila, danced the night away I was sprawled across the table And making love to a Spanish Betty Garble I never did get to know the lady's name One more reggae for the road - gotta sing it to you before I go - Everybody! One more reggae for the road - gotta sing it to you before I go - Everybody! She asked me to take her hand To stay with her and to be her man To make promises impossible to keep I'd be delighted, even get excited - 'Valentina, I really need some sleep' - 'Si Senor, I will lock the door' Next thing I know I was crawling across the floor Trying to find a window and get the hell out of here Trying to keep my head above water when in came a hotel porter, he said - 'Take your hands of my daughter and play that guitar', sing it! One more reggae for the road - gotta sing it to you before I go - Everybody! One more reggae for the road - gotta sing it to you before I go - Everybody!
Writer(s): William Lovelady, Aubrey Cash Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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