Do
you see her?
Look at her.
She's after you.
She's after you.
I owe
to Jose the curse of Cuerba.
So hard to say,
no,
though it gives one the fever.
Fantaquila!
Ooh,
Vodka and Tequila.
Fantaquilla!
Ooh, Vodka and Tequila.
Curse of tears,
sunrise, and margarita.
They'll break your heart in the desert heat.
Fantaquilla!
Ooh, Vodka and Tequila.
Fantaquilla! Ooh, they make me feel up.
Tell you you're sober.
They'll hear you thirsty.
Over.
They'll tell you you're fine.
You're sober.
Pretend to be friendly.
Over.
Then the girls are tequila.
It makes me happy.
Ooh, Fantaquilla!
It's me that's fine.
Fantaquilla when the girls are open.
Fantaquilla when the party's on.
Fantaquilla!
It makes me happy.
Ooh, Fantaquilla!
It's me that's fine.
Fantaquilla when the girls are open.
Fantaquilla when the party's on.
That's because it's tequila.
That's because it's tequila.
Fantaquilla!
Look at her.
Look at her.
She's looking at me.
I think she's happy.
If there's a lot on your mind,
it's there to help you forget.
To relax and rewind,
and leave behind the regret.
But it's to make you well before you know it it's time.
And you say it to help with the salt,
lemon,
and lime.
Salt,
lemon,
and lime.
Fantaquilla!
Fantaquilla!
Fantaquilla!
It
makes me happy.
Ooh, Fantaquilla!
It's me that's fine.
Fantaquilla when the girls are open.
Tequila!
It makes me happy.
Fantaquilla!
Fantaquilla when the girls are open.
That's because it's tequila.
Fantaquilla!