Uno, dos, tres, quatro... 
           G                             C 
Well, her name was Rita Flores, met her down in 
Matamoras 
        D 
She's hotter than the Mexican sun 
       G                       C 
She's one sweet chickita, my latina lolita 
   D                                 G 
I knew right then she had to be the one 
      G                           C 
She worked at the cantina, so I ordered a tequila 
         D 
Just to get a closer look into her eyes 
  G                        C 
Handed her my pesos, she turned and walked away 
   D                        G 
I don't think she even realized 

G               C             D 
Oh, seniorita, ooh mas fina, come and love me porfavor 
          G                         C 
I want to be your numero uno, your one and only vato 
    D                              G 
Me love you long time, that's for sure 
       G                           C 
Wanna hold you, never let go, I'll be your little 
gringo 
  D 
Marry you and take you away 
G               C             D 
Aw, seniorita, ooh mas fina, won't you love me baby,   
  G 
porque?  
 
           G                       C 
Yea, she never caught my lingo, because I was a gringo 
      D 
She didn't understand a word I'd say 
       G                                C 
She'd say "Me no comprende," but that smile on her 
face 
 D                          G 
Told me I should try it anyway 
 
(chorus twice) 
       G               C             D 
I said aw, seniorita, ooh mas fina, won't you love me 
baby, porque?