Late one day, I led Spanish boy astray
His name was Antonio
Took him out, and of his charms I had no doubt
Stayed drinking Mohitos
Tender in the bedroom is all I can remember
And the way he looked when he moved so near
In my ear, he whispered and shed a tear
Oh my bambino
Tender in the bedroom is all I can remember
And the way he looked when he moved so near
And in the morning when I woke there was no Antonio
Just some money that he'd left for the memory of me
And oh my beautiful guitar, that's what really broke my heart
Had been stolen by the two-faced low lothario
One night stand, lover you got out of hand
Oh yeah you went too far
Big mistake, falling for a first class fake
Who left me for my guitar
Tender in the bedroom is all I can remember
And the way he looked when he moved so near
Through my tears, I would have to find my dear
Guano Antonio
Tender in the bedroom is all I can remember
And the way he looked when he moved so near
And in the morning when I woke there was no Antonio
Just some money that he'd left for the memory of me
And oh my beautiful guitar, that's what really broke my heart
Had been stolen by the two-faced lothario
Oh my beautiful guitar
On and on I go till I find you
My beautiful guitar
On and on I go till I find you
Oh I know, oh I know, oh I know Antonio
Won't be back as I discovered on his track
He's gone back to Mexico, oh Antonio
Oh my beautiful guitar
On and on I go till I find you
My beautiful guitar
On and on I go till I find you
And in the morning when I woke there was no Antonio
Just some money that he'd left for the memory of me
And oh my beautiful guitar, that's what really broke my heart
Had been stolen by the two-faced lothario
Yeah had been stolen by the two-faced lothario
Yeah had been stolen by the dirty two-faced lover bastardo
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