Sittin' in the sun waitin' for a seniorita to show
Guitars playin' melodies from Spain and Mexico
Soft wind blowing the smell of sweet roses to, each and every one
Happy to be on an island in the sun

Mothers with their children waiting in the cool of the shade
And thirsty be por coming from the fields to drink, tea and lemonade
Old man urging, his days coming, his, working days done
He’s happy to be on an island in the sun

All the stars come out and shine so bright
It’s so romantic to be in that moon leads paradise
Love is going to shine a welcoming light when I
Lookin' to the eyes of the seniorita tonight

Sittin' in the sun waitin' for a seniorita to show
Guitars playin' melodies from Spain and Mexico
Soft wind blowing the smell of sweet roses to, each and every one
Happy to be on an island in the sun