Mr. white-suit!

Mr.white-suit!
Well I was born again in nineteen twenty four,
A calypso band was playin´ on the shore,
Behind the bars in the streets of this famous town,
Where after all – I lost my own.

Desperados, dancin` bonitas
Sweet senoritas, drinkin` mochitos.
Want you to be my petite bambino,
One day I leave to portofino!

But till that day, that beautiful day:

I´ll do the cha-cha-cha, here at rico`s bar,
And even merengue, down at tonys cafe. Mr.white-suit!
I watch the sweet petitas, and the squeaky senoritas.
I wear that white suit, I never felt that good!

Each time I´m in the mood that I look at the sea,
The ships are rolling in, none is leaving with me.
Could not escape the noise and the lights of this town,
And after all, I was going down.

Desperados, dancin` bonitas
Sweet senoritas, drinkin` mochitos.
Want you to be my queen of fandango
Maybe I leave to san fernando!

But till that day, yes till that day:

I´ll do the cha-cha-cha, here at rico`s bar,
And even merengue, down at tonys cafe. Mr.white-suit!
I watch the sweet petitas, and the squeaky senoritas.
I wear that white suit, I never felt that good!