Greta's plucky, some boot lickin' lackey
Some wild-eyed Romeo, winds up the mountain with Rio down below
Drives too slowly, has to burn an impromptu altar
That's ended by no one of visible means
Could be a warning, just shining a soul
We're far too gone, we're on our way to see some Johnny
Representing the Mambo
Representing the Mambo
Mambo, Mambo, Mambo
Round in the corner, we come to a halt
Doors line up and as we prepare for assault
Out from the shadows, step the dangerous boys
Pets hiding weapons, they treat them like toys
Our debutante Greta, the taxidermist's daughter
She knows what to say, she knows how to mingle
She knows the lingo
Puchachos working us in Johnny
Representing the Mambo
Representing the Mambo
Mambo, Mambo, Mambo
Instrumental
Greta leads us through the stone-carved archway
Into the School of Samba, a place of secret rites
We push through a gauntlet of limp-wristed handshakes
An empty cotillion of kisses
Greta smiles as we make our way to the bar
The new crowd sings, I remind them of Frank
Who died on these S&M beds in Barcelona
In Barcelona
Who's that with Greta?
Oh, you know how she is
Yeah, I've never seen her before
I wonder if by any chance you would like a piece of cake?
No thank you, my ears are too sweet now
A strange choice of words, but forensically it's true
A sudden thunder clap drum roll
Greta's on the stage
She's a honey of a hunt
This blue-eyed angel girl
Announces proudly to everyone in the room
Senors and senores, here's Johnny
Representing the Mambo
Representing the Mambo
Mambo, Mambo, Mambo
Mambo, Mambo, Mambo
Greta, Greta
I've got to slip away
It just won't work between us
Your daddy runs the house of pain
Hey, you are the taxidermist's daughter
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