The Beat

I've never seen a girl like you in this place before
 Walked up to me and tore a little piece from my heart
 I cried for hours when I saw you go into the back room
 I felt as if my world was falling apart
 My friends said, "See you later"
 Well it isn't that they hate her
 Wait a minute, wait a minute for me!
 There's a bar in Monte Carla, with crystal blinds and velvet seats
 They give you good measure, and just for good measure I bought her a few
 But she didn't want my money nor my invitations, I was a fool
 She lifted my spirits and she lifted my wallet too... then she left
 My friends said, "See you later"
 Well it isn't that they hate her
 Wait a minute, wait a minute for me!
 Arriba!
 Aie yie yie yi!
 I lie awake at night with a vision of you burnin' in my brain
 Rain on my window and the flashin' of a neon light
 And I think to myself, I will never ever see you again
 My friends will say that it will probably serve me right
 My friends said, "See you later"
 Well it isn't that they hate her
 Wait a minute, wait a minute for me!
 Cheeta!