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Lyrics
DON MANUELLO
Music: Frank McNulty
Lyrics: Bert Pollock
A gay senor by name of Don Manuello,
Tra la la la la la la la la la la la la la la.
Each night would serenade his lady fair:
He played on his guitar, this handsome fellow,
Tra la la la la la la la la la la la la la la.
His love for her alone he would declare.
Ay Ay Ay.
Si si, my senorita, how I love you,
Tra la la la la la la la la la la la la la la.
He sang, as he would strum on his guitar:
You re fairer than fairest star above,
Tra la la la la la la la la la la la la la la.
Lolita, love, how beautiful you are!
Ay Ay Ay.
One day Lolita saw Senor Manuello,
Tra la la la la la la la la la la la la la la.
She spied him with another lady fair:
Now pitty such an unsuspecting fellow
Tra la la la la la la la la la la la la la la.
He didn’t know Lolita saw him there.
Ay Ay Ay.
That night when he arrived to serenade her,
Tra la la la la la la la la la la la la la la.
She threw a potted rose at his head:
And not a note of music did he play her,
Tra la la la la la la la la la la la la la la.
The senorita thought he must be dead!
Ay Ay Ay.
And later on that night, upon her pillow,
Tra la la la la la la la la la la la la la la.
The senorita cried for her senor:
When suddenly she heard him neath her window,
Tra la la la la la la la la la la la la la la.
Sing better than he ever sang before:
Ay Ay Ay.
Si, si, my senorita, how I Love you,
Tra la la la la la la la la la la la la la la.
He sang as he compared her to a star:
But he was sadly singing a-capello,
Tra la la la la la la la la la la la la la la.
The potted rose had broken his guitar.
Ay ay ay, ay ay ay, ay ay ay.
C Copyright 2003 Comac Music Corporation
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