Conchita Marquita Lolita Pepita Rosita Juanita Lopez

He was a handsome young Irish lad
She was a Mexican beauty
It was fiesta and I might add
Love was doing its duty
His Irish heart went bing-o when he saw the rose of Juarez
Conchita Marquita Lolita Pepita Rosita Juanita Lopez
«Oh, you’re a lovely thing-o
For me there’s but one girl», he said
«Conchita Marquita Lolita Pepita Rosita Juanita Lopez»
Mandolins began to play
And her lips were there to kiss
As we danced I heard him say
«New Jersey was never like this!»
The bells began to ring-o
And they rode away on a mule
To prove I’m not jokin?
If you’re in Hoboken
Drop in for a minute and you’ll
Meet Conchita Marquita Lolita Pepita Rosita Juanita O’Toole…
There’s Little Theresa, Maria, Elisa
And sure and begorry
The rest of the story is Patsy and Molly and Mike
There’s Jose and Pancho and Pedro and Sancho
To be sure when they’re seen they’ll be wearing the green
´Tis Tommy and Timmy and Spike
That’s right!
The bells began to ring-o
And they rode away on a mule
To prove I’m not jokin?
If you’re in Hoboken
Drop in for a minute and you’ll
Meet Conchita Marquita Lolita Pepita Rosita Juanita O’Toole!