Guacamole

I met her at the mercado
Buying avocados
Man, she really turned me on
She reached for my pepper
I grabbed her tomatoes
And knew it wouldn’t be very long
We walked to the mesa
I got my cerveza
My pickup is on senda norte
And when she looked at me
I could clearly see
That it wouldn’t be very long
Guacamole! Guacamole!
We’d be making guacamole all night long
Guacamole! Guacamole!
We’d be making guacamole all night long
She headed down the line
I fell in right behind
Man, she sure looked good to me
She reached for her money
I said «wait a minute honey
I believe this one is on me!»
We got in my pickup
We started to back up
And headed on down the road
We got to my casa
And got in my cama-sa
And made guacamole all night long
Guacamole! Guacamole!
We’d be making guacamole all night long
Guacamole! Guacamole!
We’d be making guacamole all night long