Cafe Ole |
| In the street of a Thousand Tochtias, that's where you'll find the Cafe Olé, |
| The food tastes like hell, it's not easy to tell the dish water from soup of the day. |
| Now the patrons have got a new waitress, she's called Anna Maria LaBelle, |
| "I don't mind it," said one, "that her hair's in a bun, but it's in the rice pudding as well." |
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| She went out in the park one night in the dark, and was kissing our chef by a hedge, |
| When along came his wife with a long-handled knife, she cut off his meat and two veg. |
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| But when I saw her she was down by a river quietly plucking a duck, |
| Then just as she feared the gamekeeper appeared, she looked up and said, "What rotten luck." |
| She chucked the duck in the lake as the gamekeeper spoke, he said, "You're stealing that duck I suppose." |
| She said, "Come off it, Jim, he's just having a swim and I'm sitting her minding his clothes." |
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| They've just bought the new Plotta Detouris next door to the Cafe Olé, |
| And they advertise big, juicy sweet breads from the bulls that were fighting today. |
| A tourist complained to Maria, "These sweet breads are tiny and thin." |
| Maria said, "Sure, but respective Señor, you see sometimes the bull wins." |
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| We stood by her poor old grandfather, as he lay upon his death bed, |
| And after he sold me his gold watch and chain, these words of wisdom he said. |
| "The joys of drink last but a moment, cigarettes make you sick, you could die, |
| But the love of a beautiful woman, oh, it's the best thing that money can buy." |
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| I will marry the lovely Maria, because family honour forbids, |
| It's all right, I'm sure, with my ma and my pa, but it would upset my wife and eight kids. Olé! |
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