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Como Se Llama
Oh, lucky boy and his sweet girl
They sit on top of this old world
He got the beat, she got the heat
They grind and sweat and the music swirls
Oh yeah, he got a real nice joint
Up around the bend
Where the street signs point
Chorus:
Como se llama
I wanna meet your momma
Me llamo Ricardo
I wanna watch your hair grow
Como se llama
Hop on top my llama
Who can predict in this sultry town
Whether the lovers will stick around
It might get tough
The streets are rough
Maybe they'll stay for the magic sound
In the end, it's a long, sad note
If I strike that pitch
Honey, grab your coat
Chorus
Bridge:
Go, be yourself
Dig yourself
In this big, bad world
You've lost touch
In a deep, red wine
But you'll feel that beat
You'll be back in time
Como se llama
I wanna meet your momma
Me llamo Ricardo
I wanna feel your mambo
Como se llama
Hop on top my llama
Como se llama
I wanna meet your momma
Me llamo Ricardo
I wanna eat your mango
Como se llama
Hop on top my llama
Go!
© 2004 Rich Gantner and Dan Palladino
Lyrics used by permission
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