PRETTY SPRY FOR A DEAD GUY

How you doing, cowboy?

Bien, bien.

How you doing, cowboy?

Bien, bien.

How you doing, cowboy?

Bien, bien.

And all the chicas say I'm pretty spry, for a dead guy.

Uno, dos, tres, Dios, Dios, nombres.

I've been dead for a long time, I've been dead for a while,

But bebé I still got it, still got that sexy smile.

I died in eighteen fifty, I died this total spunk,

Around me, my Susannah, she sounds like a chipmunk.

I'm not selfish, or freakish,

I bandaged Susannah's feet 'cause I have a foot fetish.

My chest hair's nice, my abs entice.

So devilish, maldición de'lish.

Should not be surprised, if I have you mesmerized,

Yeah, I know . . . one day I'm gonna end up exorcised.

This world needs Latinos,

So hey, hey, you know how it goes!

How you doing, cowboy?

Bien, bien.

How you doing, cowboy?

Bien, bien.

How you doing, cowboy?

Bien, bien.

And all the chicas say I'm pretty high, for a dead guy.

I like my Susannah; I like her a lot.

I call her querida 'cause I think that she is hot.

My pants are really tight, si, almost spray on,

Susannah often daydreams that someday they would be gone.

Español man I'm like Peter Pan.

I'll never grow up, and my idol is Tarzan.

In her knee-high dress, Susannah looks tasteless

Morally wrong…her legs are long.

Rancher long ago, gorgeous Latino.

My cat is called Spike and HE is my amo.

The world's in love with me,

So hey, hey, do that Spaniard thing!

How you doing, cowboy?

Bien, bien.

How you doing, cowboy?

Bien, bien.

How you doing, cowboy?

Bien, bien.

And all the chicas say I'm pretty wry, for a dead guy.

I don't not like Paul Slater, to me he is dirt.

I did not like Maria, with her estúpido hoopskirt

I carry round a handkerchief, si, from my ex.

I act like a charmer, cause I JUST WANT S –

. . . Tex Mex.

P- prometo?

How you doing, cowboy?

Bien, bien.

How you doing, cowboy?

Bien, bien.

How you doing, cowboy?

Bien, bien.

And all the chicas say I'm pretty sly, for a dead guy.

Uno, dos, tres, Dios, Dios, nombres.

So don't you fear, Hector's here.

You know you want to stare at my perfecto rear.

I'm a gentleman, with marrón suntan

So let's all cheer, 'cause JESSE'S HERE.

I'm a sexy ghost, I like my spurs, the most.

Whenever I start talking, mi Querida is engrossed.

The world thinks I'm sexy.

The world craves Spanish me.

I'll bring you ecstasy,

So hey, hey, resurrect Jesse!