| When she wears her bolero
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| Then she begin to dance
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| All the pachucos start with holdin' hands
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| When she drives her Chevy
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| Sissy’s don’t dare to glance
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| Yellow jackets 'n' red debbles
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| Buzzin' 'round her hair hive ho
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| She wears her past like a present
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| Takes her fancy in the past
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| Her sedan skims along the floorboard
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| Her two pipes hummin' carbon cum
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| Got her wheel out of a B-29 Bomber
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| Brodey knob amber
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| Spanish fringe 'n' talcum tazzles
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| Forever amber
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| She looks like an old squaw Indian
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| She 99 she won’t go down
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| Avocado green, alfalfa yellow
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| Adorn her to the ground
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| Tattoos 'n tarnished utenzles
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| A snow white bag full o' tunes
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| Drives a cartune, drives a cartune around
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| Broma' seltzer blue umbrella
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| Keeps her up off the ground
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| Round red sombreros
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| Wrap her high tap horsey shoes
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| When she unfolds her umbrella
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| Pachucos got the blues
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| Her lovin' makes me so happy
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| If I smiled I’d crack my chin
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| Her eyes are so peaceful
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| Thinks it’s heaven she been
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| Her skin is as smooth as the daisies
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| In the center where the sun shines in
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| Smiles as sweet as honey
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| Her teeth as clean as the combs where the bees go in
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| When she walks, flowers surround her
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| Let their nectar come in to the air around her
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| She loves her love sticks out like stars
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| Her lovin' sticks out like stars |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pachuco Cadaver , by - Captain Beefheart. Song from the album Grow Fins - Rarities 1965-1982, in the genre Иностранный рок