Mr. White-suit!

Mr.white-suit!

Well I was born again in nineteen twenty four,

A calypso band was playin´ on the shore,

Behind the bars in the streets of this famous town,

Where after all – I lost my own.

Desperados, dancin` bonitas

Sweet senoritas, drinkin` mochitos.

Want you to be my petite bambino,

One day I leave to portofino!

But till that day, that beautiful day:

I´ll do the cha-cha-cha, here at rico`s bar,

And even merengue, down at tonys cafe. Mr.white-suit!

I watch the sweet petitas, and the squeaky senoritas.

I wear that white suit, I never felt that good!

Each time I´m in the mood that I look at the sea,

The ships are rolling in, none is leaving with me.

Could not escape the noise and the lights of this town,

And after all, I was going down.

Desperados, dancin` bonitas

Sweet senoritas, drinkin` mochitos.

Want you to be my queen of fandango

Maybe I leave to san fernando!

But till that day, yes till that day:

I´ll do the cha-cha-cha, here at rico`s bar,

And even merengue, down at tonys cafe. Mr.white-suit!

I watch the sweet petitas, and the squeaky senoritas.

I wear that white suit, I never felt that good!