Mirando a las Muchachas

I'm walking on the street
watching the girls I go
and as I pass by I whistle and give them compliments

Some blondes, brunettes, and brunettes
beautiful and precious they go

And as they pass by they will turn and see me

Love Love
do you want to escape
Love Love
you have to catch them

In love, happy, cheerful
pretty girls go

And as they pass by my eyes don't tire
of looking

Love Love
do you want to escape
Love Love
you have to catch them

In love, happy, cheerful
pretty girls go

And as they pass by my poor heart wants to catch them

I'm walking looking at the girls

Uhhhhhhhhhh
Uhhhhhhhhhhhh
Uhhhhhhhh
Uhhhhhhhhhhh