Bailanta da Neca Maria

...Come here, come here
Here we dance like this
Come here, come here
Pour a shot for me
Come here, come here
Girl, don’t be mean
Come here, come here
I’m running low on cash...

In the rhythm of the accordion
Grooving all twisted up
I met Neca Maria
Wild girl from the town
I got the crew together
In a smoky atmosphere
With a little dog barking
Shaking it side to side

Whoever pokes their nose in
I learned my lesson well
Straight liquor and a pinch
Oh, what a lively scene
A single guy gets hitched
Bringing joy to the heart
A little kiss and a dance
Walks in rich and leaves broke

Come here...