Your olive skin and half moon grin
keep me awake tonight.
Two chocolate dots pepper your lips;
I am mesmerized as he sips.
You are smooth as we speak,
smooth as we walk,
I feel soothed on your chest
while in circles we talk.
You let me tousle your curls
knot 'gainst your head,
and I'm satisfied 'cause
I can't help it in bed.
Tell me again
I'm your nightmare, Babe,
because I know all too well
instead you want me to stay.
La boca, espanol, in my ear
are the only two tongues
I wish to hear.
So thank your God
I'll always be here,
always for you,
my Puerto Rican.