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It was Fiesta.
Tropical moonlight.
We met on the dance floor,
and he held me so tight.
I thought, I thought I was dying.
But I just had the clap.
It was Fiesta
and I had the clap.
What to do in Rio,
when you can't even pee-o?
I had a bum time,
though it was fiesta.
It was fiesta,
and the sun was so hot.
But I did not need a tan,
I needed a shot.
I tried to find someone,
who would help me God knows.
But it was Fiesta,
and the clinics were closed.
I'd trade my mic in,
for just one Tetracycline.
I had a bum time,
though it was Fiesta!
When he turned the light down low
he said, "Oh my God, I love you so."
I was a forced, forced to remove myself from his lap.
[Alternate Lyric]
I was a forced, forced to
remove his head from my lap.
You take care at Fiesta. You beware, beware at Fiesta.
Oh there at Fiesta, he will give you the . . .
[ clapping ]
"Catchy, huh?"
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