Went down in South America
Met a boy in Colombia
Couldn't understand a word he said
So he took my hand instead
It was late as we ignored the time
Now I can't get this stranger off my mind
I think about him when I wear this dress
I still smell him in my hair
Was it the heat making you sweat
Was it the beat of the drum on my heart in my chest
"Eres muy bonita," he said,
"No puedo esperar a verte otra vez."
I can't wait 'til I see you again
"Besame mucho, princesa."
And then we dance
He said, "Besame mucho", he kisses my hand and we dance
It was time for me to say goodbye
Couldn't stand to look him in the eye
Would've kissed him if I had the time
Could've have sworn it was on his mind
Was it his lips,
The way he moves his waist
Hands on my hips,
Or just the look of desire on his face?
"Eres muy bonita," he said,
"No puedo esperar a verte otra vez."
I can't wait 'til I see you again
"Besame mucho, princesa."
And then we dance
He said, "Besame mucho", he kisses my hand
And then I close my eyes
For a moment in time
In the blink of an eye
I lost him in the crowd
He was nowhere to be found
When I turned around
But I swear I can still hear him now
"Eres muy bonita," he said,
"No puedo esperar a verte otra vez."
I can't wait 'til I see you again
"Besame mucho, princesa."
And then we dance
Oh, no, he said, "Besame mucho," he kisses my hand and then we dance
We dance
"Eres muy bonita," he says
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