[00:11.66]Lost in the barrio I walk like an injun
[00:16.65]So carlo wont suspect somethings
[00:19.83]wrong here
[00:20.90]
[00:22.15]I dance in place
[00:24.15]
[00:24.83]And paint my face
[00:27.70]And act like I belong here
[00:32.46]
[00:33.52]Throw back the little ones
[00:36.01]And pan-fry the big ones
[00:38.70]Use tact, poise and reason
[00:41.13]And gently squeeze them
[00:43.81]
[00:50.67]Hot licks and rhetoric
[00:52.99]Dont count much for nothing
[00:55.67]Be glad if you can use what you borrow
[00:59.35]
[01:00.66]So I pawn my crown
[01:03.90]For a ride uptown
[01:06.09]
[01:06.77]And buy it back tomorrow
[01:11.20]
[01:12.59]Throw back the little ones
[01:15.01]And pan-fry the big ones
[01:17.69]Use tact, poise and reason
[01:20.32]And gently squeeze them
[01:22.82]
[02:16.06]Done like a matador I pray for the
[02:19.86]weekend
[02:20.42]
[02:20.99]And hope the little girls still throw
[02:24.17]roses
[02:24.61]
[02:26.05]Else Ill change my bait
[02:29.10]And move upstate
[02:31.12]
[02:31.76]Before the season closes
[02:37.03]
[02:37.65]Throw back the little ones
[02:39.96]And pan-fry the big ones
[02:42.70]Use tact, poise and reason
[02:45.26]And gently squeeze them
[02:49.33]