Juanito The Bandito

Lock up your shed because Juanito's coming

Just crossed over into Mexico

Lock up your pigsties and your daughters

'Cos if it moves, you know old Juanito

Young ladies he likes to ravish

He knows how to make them wet

And if he can't, he know he dig himself a hole

Or go looking for your favorite pet, olé

They call him Juanito the Bandito

Lock up your things, you'll be robbed

They call him Juanito

The randy bandito

Oh, how many people have sobbed his name?

He wears a soft sun-soaked sombrero

A droopy moustache to his chin

He will hold up stab or shoot you

So that he can get it in okay

(Alright) they call him Juanito the Bandito

Lock up your things, you'll be robbed

They call him Juanito

The randy bandito

Oh, how many people have sobbed his name?

My son, I tell you... don't bother

I'm going downtown with the guys okay?