Pachuco Cadaver

A squid eating dough in a polythene bag is fast and bulbous, got me? When she wears her bolero Then she begin to dance All the pachucos start with holdin' hands When she drives her Chevy Sissy's don't dare to glance Yellow jackets â€~n' red debbles Buzzin' 'round her hair hive ho She wears her past like a present Takes her fancy in the past Her sedan skims along the floorboard Her two pipes hummin' carbon cum Got her wheel out of a B-29 Bomber Brodey knob amber Spanish fringe and' talcum tazzles Forever amber She looks like an old squaw Indian She 99 she won't go down Avocado green, alfalfa yellow Adorn her to the ground Tattoos and tarnished utenzles A snow white bag full o' tunes Drives a cartune, drives a cartune around Broma' seltzer blue umbrella Keeps her up off the ground Round red sombreros Wrap her high tap horsey shoes When she unfolds her umbrella Pachucos got the blues Her lovin' makes me so happy If I smiled I'd crack my chin Her eyes are so peaceful Thinks it's heaven she been Her skin is as smooth as the daisies In the center where the sun shines in Smiles as sweet as honey Her teeth as clean as the combs where the bees go in When she walks, flowers surround her Let their nectar come in to the air around her She loves her love sticks out like stars Her lovin' sticks out like stars