Santiago Manta

This cat is a smooth talker
Like they like back in my hometown
When they dance in Santiago, they'll be serving me yuya
The Ushutas making noise until they're limping

The man who grows old shouldn't hold back
When he can't dance anymore, somehow he must find a way

I remember when I was young
I wanted a girl named Juana
As soon as the day broke
I was circling around the ranch
Just like a vulture
Looking for chicks with their young

There was once a widow who made me fall in love
Seeing money in my pocket, she couldn't stop praising me