Riding High With Pride,
A Bandana On My Head,
My Stereo Is Crankin' Out Some Oldie Tunes,
My Brown Goddess Is Sittin' Shotgun,
A Beautiful Blue Sky, And The Weather Is Seventy Five,
Life Couldn't Be Better,
On Our Way To The Carniceria To Buy Some Meat To Throw On The Grill,
Picking Up Some Brew For Me And My Homies, So We Can Relax After A Long Weeks Work.
Now We Are Chilling At My Pad, Got My Homies And Their Chavitos Playing Out In The Frontyard,
As I See Them I Think To Myself How I Would Like To Have A Son Of My Own One Of These Days.
Hey Homeboy Do You Remember When...
Was The Topic Of Conversation,
Reminacing About When We Were Chavitos,
Hey Remember We Went To That Dance And You Hooked Up With That Chick... Well I Didn't Want To Tell You Then, But She Looked Like A Changa Vato, Man She Was Ugly...
What Good Times We Had Ese.
Hey Baby How About Another Brew,
What A Beautiful Women, I'm Really A Lucky Vato,
As I See Her Walking Towards Me With A Smile On Her Pretty Brown Face,
I Extend My Arms To Embrace Her Gorgeous Body, I Want To Tell Her How Much I Love Her And How Lucky I Am.
I Hear A Pop, Followed By Another And Another,
I Embrace My Hayna, And Whisper That It Is Going To Be O.k, She Tells Me I Love You, And Your Unborn Son I'm Carrying Inside Loves You Too.
I Held Her Close, But The Tighter I Gripped Her The Quicker I Was Losing Her.
She Was Gone...
I Yelled, Dios Por Que, Why Did You Take My Ruca And My Unborn Baby From Me? I Work Hard, I'm A Good Man, Why God, Why?
I Reached For My Head To Pull My Hair Out, Instead I Pulled Off A Rag. A Red Rag.
And Then I Realized Why I Had Lost It All. For A Color...a Pinche Color.
A Bandana On My Head,
My Stereo Is Crankin' Out Some Oldie Tunes,
My Brown Goddess Is Sittin' Shotgun,
A Beautiful Blue Sky, And The Weather Is Seventy Five,
Life Couldn't Be Better,
On Our Way To The Carniceria To Buy Some Meat To Throw On The Grill,
Picking Up Some Brew For Me And My Homies, So We Can Relax After A Long Weeks Work.
Now We Are Chilling At My Pad, Got My Homies And Their Chavitos Playing Out In The Frontyard,
As I See Them I Think To Myself How I Would Like To Have A Son Of My Own One Of These Days.
Hey Homeboy Do You Remember When...
Was The Topic Of Conversation,
Reminacing About When We Were Chavitos,
Hey Remember We Went To That Dance And You Hooked Up With That Chick... Well I Didn't Want To Tell You Then, But She Looked Like A Changa Vato, Man She Was Ugly...
What Good Times We Had Ese.
Hey Baby How About Another Brew,
What A Beautiful Women, I'm Really A Lucky Vato,
As I See Her Walking Towards Me With A Smile On Her Pretty Brown Face,
I Extend My Arms To Embrace Her Gorgeous Body, I Want To Tell Her How Much I Love Her And How Lucky I Am.
I Hear A Pop, Followed By Another And Another,
I Embrace My Hayna, And Whisper That It Is Going To Be O.k, She Tells Me I Love You, And Your Unborn Son I'm Carrying Inside Loves You Too.
I Held Her Close, But The Tighter I Gripped Her The Quicker I Was Losing Her.
She Was Gone...
I Yelled, Dios Por Que, Why Did You Take My Ruca And My Unborn Baby From Me? I Work Hard, I'm A Good Man, Why God, Why?
I Reached For My Head To Pull My Hair Out, Instead I Pulled Off A Rag. A Red Rag.
And Then I Realized Why I Had Lost It All. For A Color...a Pinche Color.