Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake it all the time
Work, work, work, Senora, work your body line
Work, work, work, Senora, work it all the time
My girl’s name is Senora
I tell you friends, I adore her
And when she dances, oh brother!
She’s a hurricane in all kinds of weather
You can talk about Cha Cha
Tango, Waltz, or de Rumba
Senora’s dance has no title
You jump in the saddle
Hold on to de bridle!
Senora, she’s a sensation
The reason for aviation
And fellas, you got to watch it
When she wind up, she bottom, she go like a rocket!
Senora dances Calypso
Left to right is de tempo
And when she gets the sensation
She go up in the air, come down in slow motion