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¡Uno, dos, tres, catorce!
Hola señoritas, guay señores
Me llamo Ricardo Queso
Let's mambo!
I can't believe the news today
Oh, I can't close my eyes
And make it go away
How long?
How long must we sing this song?
How long, how la lala la long?
'Cause tonight, we can be as one
Tonight
A-ha!
Broken bottles under niño's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead-end street
And today the millions cry
We fiesta while tomorrow they die
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
¡Ay Chihuahua!
A-ha!
¡Arriba! ¡Arriba!
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Domingo, Sangre Domingo
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
¡Ay!
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