Mr. White Suit

M&T: Martin Strathausen

Mr.White-Suit!

Well I was born again in nineteen twenty four,

a calypso band was playin´ on the shore,

behind the bars in the streets of this famous town,

where after all – I lost my own.

Desperados, dancin` bonitas

sweet senoritas, drinkin` mochitos.

Want you to be my petite bambino,

one day I leave to Portofino!

But till that day, that beautiful day:

I´ll do the Cha-cha-cha, here at Rico`s Bar,

and even Merengue, down at Tony's Cafe. Mr.White-Suit!

I watch the sweet petitas, and the squeaky senoritas.

I wear that white suit, I never felt that good!

Each time I´m in the mood that I look at the sea,

the ships are rolling in, none is leaving with me.

Could not escape the noise and the lights of this town,

and after all, I was going down.

Desperados, dancin` bonitas

sweet senoritas, drinkin` mochitos.

Want you to be my queen of Fandango

maybe I leave to San Fernando!

But till that day, yes till that day:

I´ll do the Cha-cha-cha, here at Rico`s Bar,

and even Merengue, down at Tony's Cafe. Mr.White-Suit!

I watch the sweet petitas, and the squeaky senoritas.

I wear that white suit, I never felt that good!

I´ll do the Cha-cha-cha, here at Rico`s Bar,

and even Merengue, down at Tony's Cafe. Mr.White-Suit!

I watch the sweet petitas, and the squeaky senoritas.

I wear that white suit, I never felt that good!