| Fate sent her to me, over the sea from Spain
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| And she is one in a million for me
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| I found my romance when she went dancing by
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| And she must be a Castillian, si si!
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| Is she from Havana or Madrid?
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| But something about her
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| Is making me doubt her
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| I think I remember the kid!
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| Yeah!
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| She’s a Latin from Manhattan
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| I can tell by her manana
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| She’s a Latin from Manhattan
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| But not Havana!
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| Though she does a rumba for us
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| And she calls herself Dolores
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| She was in a Broadway chorus
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| Known as Susie Donahue
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| She can take her tambourine and whack it
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| But the hurry’s jus a racket
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| She’s a hoofer from Fifth Avenue!
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| She’s a Latin from Manhattan
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| She’s a Forty Second Streeter
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| She’s a Latin from Manhattan
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| Senorita Donahue
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| She’s a Latin from Manhattan
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| Senorita Donahue
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| Yeah!
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| She’s a Latin from Manhattan
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| I can tell by her manana
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| She’s a Latin from Manhattan
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| But not Havana!
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| Though she does a rumba for us
|
| And she calls herself Dolores
|
| She was in a Broadway chorus
|
| Known as Susie Donahue
|
| She can take her tambourine and whack it
|
| But the hurry’s jus a racket
|
| She’s a hoofer from Fifth Avenue!
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| She’s a Latin from Manhattan
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| She’s a Forty Second Streeter
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| She’s a Latin from Manhattan
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| Senorita Donahue
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| She’s a Latin from Manhattan
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| Senorita Donahue |