| I had a maid she used to come in days
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| Made the bed and mopped the floor
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| She didn’t like my rowdy ways
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| And she ain’t coming back no more
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| You waste all your precious time
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| Italian movies and Portuguese wine
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| Little round bottles all in a row
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| You’re an unclean man in a dirty chateau
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| Dirty chateau it’s long and it’s tall
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| Stick around we’ll have a ball
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| You’lI get stuck and before you know
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| You’ll be dancing around you’re feeling all right
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| In my dirty chateau
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| She started life in the lettuce fields
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| Up in Salinas where the farm work is done
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| You go streaking by in your automobiles
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| You don’t even know where your lettuce comes from
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| The short handled hoe it scarred my hands
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| Tell me why do they love it so
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| It broke mama down daddy too
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| Now I work for you in your dirty chateau
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| My friends are coming and they’d like to hear
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| A real sad Mexican song or two
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| They been drinking and they don’t care
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| Just what you been goin' through
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| How bout Paloma Sin Nido
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| Pa Que Me Sirve la Vida
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| What about Pobre del Pobre
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| Also Lamento de un Prisionero
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| She used to call me borracho y perdido
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| Said I was loco y jodido
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| Buena para nada
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| Nunca quiero ver tu cara
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| But she’s gone in the world somewhere
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| Turlock somewhere, Stockton somewhere
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| Salinas somewhere, Los Angeles somewhere, I just don’t know… |