Cantina Lorina
For the love of a Mexican girl, inspired by meeting a family in Maxwell Creek, California
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She’s chewing her nails, thinking ‘bout men
She’s lost ten pounds, knows she’ll see them again
He’s seen her looking, he’s dish of the day
She licks her lips as she looks his way
The roll from her stones grew more than moss
The heat from her flame drew more than just moths
She rolled burritos on her thigh
She opened my mind when she closed her eyes
Down by the creek with the contessa
I’ll be your stooge and confessor
Cantina Lorina, I can’t let you go
Cantina Lorina, I love you so
She keeps ‘em peeled perched by the stream
A breaker of hearts, crusher of dreams
We all got spoons want to stir in her pot
But she don’t give free what she’s got
Know the beat in affairs of the heart
Don’t let it end before it can start
She drew me in and led me on
She knew exactly what she’d done
Down by the creek with the contessa
I’ll be your stooge and confessor
Cantina Lorina, I can’t let you go
Cantina Lorina, I love you so
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