I'm going to tell
I'm going to tell you the story of a daddy's girl
That changed D. Cotton for a pink garter belt
I met her, when I was in a night club in Madrid
I was at the bar and I heard a voice, "my name is Rosa"
Oh, daddy when I found out
That the preppiest and richest little kitty from my school
Was called is Pedro
That's how she was
She was like this, since she was small she wanted to be an actress
And to be the protagonist of a glamorous movie
Neither Monroe, Garbo nor even Dietrich
Had more sex-appeal than Rosa
Oh, daddy when I found out
That the kitty
That the preppiest and richest little kitty from my school
Was called "Pedro".
Since she was a baby
Since she was a baby, her mother dressed her in crocheted panties
Of course without a doubt, they were always pink
And so grew my Rose without any repression
Always with her toenails painted pink
Oh, my dad when I discovered
That the kitty
That the preppiest and richest little kitty from my school
Was called Pedro
Why bother saying it
Why bother saying it, the best looking guy was always mine
I confessed proudly among cigar, cup and glass
She went on, talking out of her clutch bag
Her hormone pills, talking them one after the other
Oh, daddy when I found out
That the kitty
More pija and rich of the school where I went
Was called "Pedro".