Perdido (feat. Gene Bertoncini & Ike Sturm)

Perdido, I look for my heart, it's perdido

I lost it way down in Torido,

While chancing a dance fiesta

Bolero, he glanced as I danced the Bolero

He said taking off his sombrero: "Let's meet for a sweet siesta"

High was the sun when we first came close,

Low was the moon when we said adios

Perdido, since then has my heart been perdido

I know I must go to Torido, that yearning to lose perdido