The Boy From...

Tall and tender, like an Apollo
He goes walking by
And I have to follow him
Boy from Tacarembo la Tuembe del Fuego
Santa Malipas Zatatecas las Junta del Sol y Cruz

When we meet, I feel I'm on fire
And I'm breathless
Every time I inquire
How are things in Tacarembo la Tuembe del Fuego
Santa Malipas Zatatecas las Junta del Sol y Cruz?

Why is he acting so clannish?
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Why, when I speak, does he vanish?
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
I wish I understood Spanish
When I tell him I think he's the end
He giggles a lot with his friend

Tall and slender, moves like a dancer
But I never seem to get any answer
From the boy from Tacarembo la Tuembe del Fuego
Santa Malipas Zatatecas las Junta del Sol y Cruz
I got the blues

Why are his trousers vermillion?
His trousers are vermillion
Why does he claim that he's Castilian?
He says he's Castilian
Why do his friends call him Lillian?
And I hear, at the end of the week
He's leaving to start a boutique

So I smile, I'm only pretending
'Cause I know today's the last I'll be spending
With the boy from Tacarembo la Tuembe del Fuego
Santa Malipas Zatatecas las Junta del Sol y Cruz

Tomorrow he sails
He's moving to Wales
To live in
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