"The mango" by Ed Abrahams

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I travelled to Spain
Paris and New York
Portugal the same
I travelled the world until I found this dame

Skin as smooth as velvet
Eyes striking bright
Lips of desire
Turns my being on fire

Momma I need her
She don’t speak Japa ne-sa
Pappa don’t preach ha
She’s da only girl for me

But Papa said
That's no Chineeta (ladies name)
I'm gonna beat ya
Rather take Mikita (ladies name)

Now Mikita was that street girl
Fattish and not neat ya
She smoked the wheat da
And smelled like meat la

I said, na na, Pappa
And even if you beat me
I still want a senorita (means - miss)
I still want my Chikita (ladies name)

Here’s where the song goes mangolicious
Say:
Oela-laa oela lay
oela lay oela-laa

The boys say aah
The girls say oe
The boys say kisalisious
The girls say chocaliscious
Clap your hands let it shake
Move it like, it never breaks
On the count of 8
Girls wear bangles
Boys like to date
Forget about the tango
Forget about the twist
Do this mango the mango like this
Do it with a cha cha
Do it with a acha cha
Da mango’s flaming hot
Ta ta taa
 

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