Ween - Buenas Tardes Amigo download song

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In the night i still hear mama weeping, in the night i still hear mama weeping
I d find you and put you to death, i told her i d see that she was honored, for you i wanted to greet
Mama loved him the best, mama always said he was blessed, you killed my brother last winter
maybe i d sell you a chicken
The people of the village believed me mama she wanted revenge, cinco de mayo s on tuesday
The people of the village believed me mama she wanted revenge, he was head honcho with the ladies, and that i d find you and upstand the law

Maybe i d sell you a chicken, mama always said he was blessed, buenas tardes amigo
Still dresses in black, mama loved him the best, and i hoped we d see each other again
He was head honcho with the ladies, i told her i d see that she was honored
And i hoped we d see each other again, but the truth i ll nevver have to say
my good friend
For you i wanted to greet, i tell you it was me who killed him, my good friend

Buenas tardes amigo, i said it was you that had killed him, with poison interlaced with the meat
you killed my brother last winter
And i hoped we d see each other again, the people of the village believed me mama she wanted revenge
you shot him three times in the back
you shot him three times in the back
The village all gathered around him, maybe i d sell you a chicken, so now now that i ve found you

I said it was you that had killed him, the village all gathered around him
Cinco de mayo s on tuesday, you killed my brother last winter Amigo, mama always said he was blessed
He was head honcho with the ladies, my good friend
Mama always said he was blessed, in the night i still hear mama weeping
they couldn t believe what they saw
And that i d find you and upstand the law, i told her i d see that she was honored Ween, but the truth i ll nevver have to say

Cinco de mayo s on tuesday, and i hoped we d see each other again
they couldn t believe what they saw
I told her i d see that she was honored, still dresses in black
He was head honcho with the ladies, you killed my brother last winter Tardes, you you look like my brother
Buenas tardes amigo, cinco de mayo s on tuesday, for you i wanted to greet
I told her i d see that she was honored, buenas tardes amigo

mama always said he was blessed
Mama loved him the best, on this such a joyous day