And I don't think that I'll see maniana
'Cos some of me mates
Want we on their plates
Washed down with a Pina Collada
I know by their glances so fleetin'
That there's evil intent in their greetin'
So I'm watchin' them
Watchin' me watchow' them
While I swallow the one that I'm eating.
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