[Nancy:]
Away to Espaņa, today or Manaņa,
That's Spanish, you know, for "tomorrow"--
[Dora:]
We'll sit in the fore rows
Of Plaza de toros,
And gaze on the bull-fight with sorrow.
[Archie:]
Then hey! for Lerida,
And olla podrida,
Madrid, and Seville, and Santona!
[Gus:]
The merry mantilla, the gallant guerilla,
And beauties of bright Barcelona.
[All:]
Pour the Amontillado Sherry,
Dance on the festive Prado, merry,
Woman and man go in for fandango.
Smoking a Colorado, very.
Come where the gay Gitaņa, joking!
Lighting a real Cabaņa, smoking,
Joins the torero in a bolero, viva,
Viva Espaņa.
[Nancy:]
Across the frontera, the gay criadera
Will bring us Tortillas and Xeres.
[Dora:]
Oh, best on the whole is a dish of frijoles,
A food that is fit for the fairies!
[Archie:]
And if down at Cadiz
A hundred in shade is
The heat by Negretti and Zambra,
[Gus:]
We'll fly to Grenada and drink limonada
While strolling about the Alhambra!
[All:]
Pour the Amontillado Sherry,
Dance on the festive Prado, merry,
Woman and man go in for fandango.
Smoking a Colorado, very.
Come where the gay Gitaņa, joking!
Lighting a real Cabaņa, smoking,
Joins the torero in a bolero, viva,
Viva Espaņa.