Uno, dos, tres, quatros...arriba!
I've seen you walking down the street
What's that big dog by your feet
Whatever it is, it could do with a beating
It looks to me like... a puerto rican
A chick like you it's oh so rare
You get off on his greasy hair
You got a smart apartment, you got central heating
Why go waste it on a puerto rican
I'm gonna light up a beacon on a puerto rican
Strike a matchstick on his head
Light up a beacon on a puerto ric
You gonna watch me smile if he drops down dead (yeah!)
Me and the boys don't think it's right
That you stayed out with him all night
But don't go making such a fuss
Come and burn him up with us!
Well I'm here standing at tierra del fuego
While you're out, playing with that dago
With that girl I'm gonna make him cry
I won't let that dago by!