Carita Bonita

Tell me who if I wasn't the first
Who had your mouth, who had your body
Tell me what you're going to say
When she asks you who was your teacher

I heard that you're out there telling
That you've already replaced me with another girl
But tell that pretty face
That when it comes to love
She falls short

Because I was
The one who taught you
All the things you know about love
Because I was
Your teacher
If you forget, I'll repeat the lesson

In matters of love, my dear
The pretty face admires and flatters you
Be honest with her and tell her
That you graduated from my school

Because I was
The one who taught you
All the things you know about love
Because I was
Your teacher
If you forget, I'll repeat the lesson

Whenever you want, dear