There’s a song in the air,But the fair senoritaDoesn’t seem to careFor the song in the air.So I’ll sing to my muleIf you’re sure she won’t think thatI am just a foolSerenading a mule.Amigo mio, does she not have a dainty bray? She listens carefully to each little word we play.La bella senorita? Si, si, mi muchachito,She’d love to sing it too if only she knew the way.But try as she may,In her voice there’s a flaw!And all that the lady can sayIs e-e-aw!There’s a light in her eye,Tho’ she may try to hide it,She cannot deny,There’s a light in her eye.Oh! the charm of her smileSo beguiles all who see herThat they’d ride a mileFor the charm of her smile.Amigo mio, is she listenin’ to my song? No, no, mi muchachito, how could you be so wrong? La bella senorita? Si, si, la senorita,If she knew all the words,Well, maybe she’d sing along . . .Her face is a dreamLike an angel I saw!But all that my darlin’ can screamIs: e-e-aw!Senorita donkey sita, not so fleet as a mosquito,But so sweet like my chiquita,You’re the one for me.You’re . . . the one . . . for me!