She came from Madrid, just a crazy kid

Met her down in Cadiz

I think you know where that is

I'd been travelling far, playing my guitar

Pulling senioritas

They said I played like Manitas

Looking for a few pesetas

Took a job as a singing waiter

And drank tequila, danced the night away

I was sprawled across the table

And making love to a Spanish Betty Garble

I never did get to know the lady's name

One more reggae for the road - gotta sing it to you before I go -

everybody!

One more reggae for the road - gotta sing it to you before I go -

everybody!

She asked me to take her hand

To stay with her and to be her man

To make promises impossible to keep

I'd be delighted, even get excited

- 'Valentina, I really need some sleep'

- 'Si Senor, I will lock the door'

Next thing I know I was crawling across the floor

Trying to find a window and get the hell out of here

Trying to keep my head above water when in came a hotel porter, he said

- 'Take your hands of my daughter and play that guitar', sing it!

One more reggae for the road - gotta sing it to you before I go -

everybody!

One more reggae for the road - gotta sing it to you before I go -

everybody!