Back when I was a whelp
And I went out on the Main Street
Forgotten by the sweethearts
I would sit there depressed
Until one fine day
A Don Juan took me aside
And taught me some philosophies
He used to say, look:
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Bang-bang, here's a high class one
Bang-bang, but very dangerous
Ouch, ouch, she smiles like a chimera
And she walks, my oh my,
Like a carnivorous cat
Chique, chique, the miss is chique, listen
I'm not saying, but she has a hefty man on her tail
I come to you with a kind piece of advice
Instead of dying for sweethearts, you'd rather
Die in a sound mind
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Today, I've got myself on my cheek
A few scars
Some from ladies,
Some from lads.
And on the Main Street when I see
A rival whelp coming out
Like a famous Don Juan
I attention him at once:
Buddy, look:
*Chorus*