Uno, dos, tres, quatro... G C Well, her name was Rita Flores, met her down in Matamoras D She's hotter than the Mexican sun G C She's one sweet chickita, my latina lolita D G I knew right then she had to be the one G C She worked at the cantina, so I ordered a tequila D Just to get a closer look into her eyes G C Handed her my pesos, she turned and walked away D G I don't think she even realized G C D Oh, seniorita, ooh mas fina, come and love me porfavor G C I want to be your numero uno, your one and only vato D G Me love you long time, that's for sure G C Wanna hold you, never let go, I'll be your little gringo D Marry you and take you away G C D Aw, seniorita, ooh mas fina, won't you love me baby, G porque? G C Yea, she never caught my lingo, because I was a gringo D She didn't understand a word I'd say G C She'd say "Me no comprende," but that smile on her face D G Told me I should try it anyway (chorus twice) G C D I said aw, seniorita, ooh mas fina, won't you love me baby, porque?