Bésame Morenita
Caloncho
Kiss me Brunette
Oh, oh, oh
Look at me, look at me
Love me, love me
kiss me brunette
I'm dying for that little mouth
So juicy and fresh, so colorful
Like a sweet and ripe apple
What are you asking me for?
Don't bite so hard, don't be greedy
And suck it suck it's tastier
That's what my brunette tells me
What is telling me that he kisses?
What the condemned kisses
That bite doesn't taste like anything
That's what my brunette tells me
Look at me, love me, kiss me brunette
Look at me, love me, kiss me brunette
Stolen from an africa land
Chased out with a knife
With a face like bob marley
And a mouth like a motor bike
Oh well the bars are always open
And the time is always right
And if God's good word goes
Unspoken the music goes all night
And it goes
Oh, oh, oh
Look at me, look at me
Love me, love me
Kiss me brunette
I'm dying for that little mouth
So juicy and fresh, so colorful
Like a sweet and ripe apple
What are you asking me for?
Don't bite so hard, don't be greedy
And suck it suck it's tastier
That's what my brunette tells me
Look at me, love me, kiss me brunette
Look at me and love me, kiss me brunette
kiss me brunette
Oh, oh, oh
