Adam ant



Lock up your shed because juanito's coming

Just crossed over into mexico

Lock up your pigsty and your daughters

Cos if it moves, you know old juanito



Young ladies he likes to ravish

He knows how to make them wet

And if he can't, he'll dig himself a hole

Or go looking for your favorite pet, ole



They call him juanito the bandito

Lock up your things, you'll be robbed

They call him juanito

The randy bandito

Oh, how many people have sobbed his name?



He wears a soft sun-soaked sombrero

A droopy moustache to his chin

He will hold up stab or shoot you

So that he can get it in o.k.