Sangoloteadito

My girl likes to dance 'sangoloteadito', buddy
Sangoloteadito, buddy, sangoloteadito
And that's why she wears wet, sweaty
Her little dress, buddy, her little dress

She likes to dance close, to the rhythm of the drum
It's the taste of my tuba that my little girl adores
And she likes to dance close, to the rhythm of the drum
It's the taste of my tuba that my little girl adores

Every time I take her to dance, she rubs and scrapes me, buddy
She rubs and scrapes me, buddy, my new boots
No, buddy, don't dance with her, buddy
I don't accept replacements, buddy, I don't accept replacements

She likes to dance close, to the rhythm of the drum
It's the taste of my tuba that my little girl adores
And she likes to dance close, to the rhythm of the drum
It's the taste of my tuba that my little girl adores

That she watches us, that she watches us
That she watches us, watches us, watches us
That she wa-wa-wa-wa-watches us
That she wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-watches us

That my mother-in-law watches us dance 'sangoloteadito', buddy
Sangoloteadito, buddy, sangoloteadito
That scolds my girl, sits her down and says
Come here, son-in-law!, buddy, come here, son-in-law!

She likes to dance close, to the rhythm of the drum
It's the taste of my tuba that my little girl adores
And she likes to dance close, to the rhythm of the drum
It's the taste of my tuba that my little girl adores

She likes to dance close, to the rhythm of the drum
It's the taste of my tuba that my little girl adores
And she likes to dance close, to the rhythm of the drum
It's the taste of my tuba that my little girl adores