I am francisco vasquez garcia. I am welcome to almeria. We have sin gas and con leche. We have fiesta and feria. We have the song of the cochona. We have brandy and half corona.
It was Christmas Eve babe in the drunk tank. An old man said to me, won't see another one. And then he sang a song the Rare Old Mountain Dew. I turned my face away and dreamed about you.