Margarita
Way down south
In my hometown
There is a lady
That they can't put down
She is the winter
She is a fire
She is the aim of every man's desire
Margarita is the lady's name
And she can dance
Like a candle flame
And what she's thinking
You can never be sure
A silhouette
Through an open door
And the women all gather
And dabble in their rumours
And the men keep secrets
That they'd never share
A fire burns bright
In the house on the hill
And the nighttime hides
Who walks up there
Ohooowoahh oh
Margarita
You are the vision
In a thousand eyes
Ohooowoahh oh
Margarita
You are the reason
For a thousand lies
There's something evil
In the way she moves
Beneath her dress
Her body long and smooth
She throws a mane of coal black hair
And hypnotises with a rifle stare
They say she comes from a far off land
She speaks a language they don't understand
But with her body
And with her eyes
She makes suggestions
That you can't disguise
And the women all gather
And dabble in their rumours
And the men keep secrets
That they'd never share
A fire burns bright
In the house on the hill
And the nighttime hides
Who walks up there
Ohooowoahh oh
Margarita
You are the vision
In a thousand eyes
Ohooowoahh oh
Margarita
You are the reason
For a thousand lies
Ohooowoahh oh
Margarita
You are the vision
In a thousand eyes
Ohooowoahh oh
Margarita
You are the reason
For a thousand lies
In my hometown
There is a lady
That they can't put down
She is the winter
She is a fire
She is the aim of every man's desire
Margarita is the lady's name
And she can dance
Like a candle flame
And what she's thinking
You can never be sure
A silhouette
Through an open door
And the women all gather
And dabble in their rumours
And the men keep secrets
That they'd never share
A fire burns bright
In the house on the hill
And the nighttime hides
Who walks up there
Ohooowoahh oh
Margarita
You are the vision
In a thousand eyes
Ohooowoahh oh
Margarita
You are the reason
For a thousand lies
There's something evil
In the way she moves
Beneath her dress
Her body long and smooth
She throws a mane of coal black hair
And hypnotises with a rifle stare
They say she comes from a far off land
She speaks a language they don't understand
But with her body
And with her eyes
She makes suggestions
That you can't disguise
And the women all gather
And dabble in their rumours
And the men keep secrets
That they'd never share
A fire burns bright
In the house on the hill
And the nighttime hides
Who walks up there
Ohooowoahh oh
Margarita
You are the vision
In a thousand eyes
Ohooowoahh oh
Margarita
You are the reason
For a thousand lies
Ohooowoahh oh
Margarita
You are the vision
In a thousand eyes
Ohooowoahh oh
Margarita
You are the reason
For a thousand lies
Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Imlach
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