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I met a little Spanish girl on the fifth of May |
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A pretty senorita, get down, she lived in east L.A. |
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Dial 155, the party's alive, there was magic in the air |
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Feet were flapping, pumping and tapping, dancing everywhere |
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And the people say, |
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Cinco de Mayo (X 4) |
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Home boy down the street in his low riding limousine |
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It's the funkiest thing on wheels that I've ever seen |
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So we jumped inside, took a ride, the guys from the neighborhood |
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Slipped downtown where the people get down, and it made me feel so good |
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Everybody sang, |
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Cinco de Mayo (X 4) |
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From the park we heard the music, there were people all around |
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Some were singing, some were dancing, we could boogie down |
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Everybody on the street was jammin' and the band was going strong |
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So we drank a little wine, we had a good time, and we partied all night long |
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And the people sang, |
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Cinco de Mayo (X 4) |
