Tristeza
Tristeza, Tristeza, when will you marry?
You're wild and foot stomping to your smile, arbitrary
And over the threshold his child you will carry
You may walk, he will drive, we will ride Montessori
She's a doll, she's a steal, you must catch her if you will
We will dance and be merry, then Tristeza we'll bury
At dawn through the den he will dance with the lions
You will hear when he goes, he will ride, he will triumph
Tristeza, Tristeza, ooh, ooh, ooh
Tristeza, ooh
Tristeza, Tristeza, when will you marry?
He is wild, he will fly, you will smile so contrary
He will see your reflection in the chrome BSA
He will notice you scheming, he will dream, he will pray
Tristeza, Tristeza, ooh, ooh, ooh
Tristeza, ooh, ah