By the waters of the Caribbean
Lived a lovely little Latin Queen
In her bathing suit she can be seen
Strolling down beside the sea
But her bathing suit never got wet
And she was an Admiral’s daughter
And always so close to the water
But her bathing suit never got wet
Then one day imagine her surprise
Clouds began to gather in the skies
There she stood just like a frightened pup
When the heavens opened up
But her bathing suit never got wet
For there on the sand was a feller
And he had the cutest umbrella
So her bathing suit never got wet
Then a boy whom she had snubbed one day
Got revenge, and in the sweetest way
Turned the hose upon this Latin Beaut
Standing in her bathing suit
But her bathing suit never got wet
No, no, no...
For while she was weeping and screaming
She woke up and found she was dreaming
So her bathing suit never got wet
Here’s what happened on the beach one night
When she saw that no one was in sight
She made up her mind and in she went
Swimming to her heart’s content
