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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeShe Could Shake The Maracas
Ev'ry Latin has a temper,Latin's have no brainAnd they quarrel as they walk inLatin's Lover LaneSo before you lose your temperListen little se¤orita,And I'll tell to you the storyOf Pepito and PepitaShe could Shake the MaracasHe could play the guitarBut he lived in HavanaAnd she down to Rio del Mar.And she shook the maracasIn a Portuguese barWhile he strummed in HavanaThe distance between them was far.By and byHe got a job with a band in HarlemShe got a job with a band in HarlemHe said, "I'm the attraction"She said, "I'm the star"But they finally marriedAnd now see how happy they areSo shake your maracasPlay your guitar!
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