The Beat - The Toasters

I’ve never seen a girl like you in this place before

Walked up to me and tore a little piece from my heart

I cried for hours when I saw you go into the back room

I felt as if my world was falling apart

My friends said, «See you later»

Well it isn’t that they hate her

Wait a minute, wait a minute for me!

There’s a bar in Monte Carla, with crystal blinds and velvet seats

They give you good measure, and just for good measure I bought her a few

But she didn’t want my money nor my invitations, I was a fool

She lifted my spirits and she lifted my wallet too… then she left

My friends said, «See you later»

Well it isn’t that they hate her

Wait a minute, wait a minute for me!

Arriba!

Aie yie yie yi!

I lie awake at night with a vision of you burnin' in my brain

Rain on my window and the flashin' of a neon light

And I think to myself, I will never ever see you again

My friends will say that it will probably serve me right

My friends said, «See you later»

Well it isn’t that they hate her

Wait a minute, wait a minute for me!

Cheeta!