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The Killer

 

The Killer

(album: Beach Party - 1963)


I once met a señorita
A Mexican moon above
A kiss from a little sweeta
And I had to fall in love

And I met her mamacita
She warned me to, "Go home, Joe"
Her daughter belong to another
The meanest hombre she'd know

He thrills her
He chills her
He kills her
If she ever cheats on him (The killer)

But I knew she didn't love him
I asked her to be my wife
And then come the Latin Lover
And in his hand is a knife

Look out, Joe, here come the killer, now
Look out, Joe, here come the killer, now
Look out, Joe, here come the killer, now
Look out, Joe (Look out!)

He thrills her
He chills her
He kills her
If she ever cheats on him (The killer)

The noise began to slow down
A silence filled the place
This had to be a showdown
We stood there face to face

He moved, and I felt the flesh, now
I saw the blood on my shirt
I felt my life 'bout to crash, now
The last words I ever heard

He thrills her
He chills her
He killed her

Look out, Joe, here come the killer, now
Look out, Joe, here come the killer, now
Look out, Joe, here come the killer, now (Look out!)
(The killer)

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