La Culpa Fue Del Chachacha

You went out to the nightclub arena
and I welcomed you with my best move
You were a bit sweaty
as it was a hot night
I invited you for a drink
and you gave me the first tumble

You had a liking for the bar
and I had to take three shots of rum
to get you out to the center
with the approval of the audience
who cheered me on
as I approached such a brave woman

And I danced, danced, danced
facing the situation
with bullfighting and courage

And there in the nightclub arena
citing without advantage and happy with rum
I held your waist
touching your sash with grace and courage
amid cheers, ovations
and acclamations of satisfaction

The blame was on the Cha-Cha-Chá
that you invited me to dance
Charging at my cape
to the balcony of your neckline

The blame was on the Cha-Cha-Chá
yes, it was the Cha-Cha-Chá
that made me cheeky
by the purest chance

We left through the nightclub door
holding hands to celebrate
the true triumph
of bullfighting art and the cha-cha-chá
that united us forever
sentimentally by chance

That's why the blame was on the Cha-Cha-Chá
I know the blame was on the cha-cha-chá
that's why the blame was on the cha-cha-chá

The blame was on the Cha-Cha-Chá
that you invited me to dance
Charging at my cape
to the balcony of your neckline

The blame was on the Cha-Cha-Chá
yes, it was the Cha-Cha-Chá
that made me cheeky
by the purest chance.