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Verse 1

 I met this girl at a wedding down in Mexico.

 Her long black curls; they would follow her wherever she'd go.

 Oh I taught her how to samba I only wish I would have thought of

 That when you're dancing by the ocean you can fabricate emotion

 And it's hard to differentiate.

Chorus

 Is it the rhythm or the sand? Senorita understand

 They'll take hold of you. They'll take hold of you.

 The evening sea will pull you in, hypnotize and leave you when

 You go home again. When you go home again.

Verse 2

 The letters fly and I feel bad for how long I have delayed,

 But I just can't reply 'cause I'd be typing until the month of may.

 It's like a scratch on a CD that keeps repeating

 and now the song is losing meaning.

 So if you want to find the one for you go on and skip a track or two

 and cast aside this old debate.

Verse 3

 I met this girl and now it seems it was forever ago.

 We found ourselves in a dream but we left it down in Mexico-oh-oh oh.