Todavía Hay Otarios

I don’t know why they say there are no more suckers
That they’re all slick and frogs at the same time
If for every wise guy, the calendar marks
More than ten fools born each month

I know Yvonne, Colette, and Rosario
Mimi, Charlotte, Ninon, and Sasá
And each one has their sturdy sucker
That makes the monthly payment

It used to be an old guy who made the scene
And the one who enjoyed it was a gigolo
Now even the barmaid who styles the ointment
Also gets in on the action to form, too

Step right up, there are plenty of suckers
But don’t rush, no need to hurry
Come on, ladies of the night
This is the best market to score

I don’t know why they say there are no more suckers
That they’re all slick and frogs at the same time
If for every wise guy, the calendar marks
More than ten fools born each month

I know Yvonne, Colette, and Rosario
Mimi, Charlotte, Ninon, and Sasá
And each one has their sturdy sucker
That makes the monthly payment.