Sitting in the corner with a coffee cup

Reading the newspaper, not looking up

She smiles as she finds something funny there,

The sunlight shining in her hair


When she leaves you want to follow her anywhere

Her dress is too tight but you can't let her see you stare


And she's a hot one, a jalepeña

Ooh la Señorita

You'll never get close enough

To la Señorita


Hora, sa fuega


You know she has a mind, she has an attitude

And she likes her space and her solitude

She'll tease you or please you, if she's feeling good

Or burn you like you knew she would


When she smiles It's like the sun shining on your face

Pulling and stretching her leather and lace


And she's a hot one, a jalepeña

Ooh la Señorita

In Baja, California

Ooh la Señorita

Ooh la Señorita


Ole!