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My little Santa Rosa RitaWore high heels on her feetA ring on every fingerAnd a couple on her toesWell she told me where to meet herAnd then my Santa Rosa RitaShowed me a thing or twoI did not knowLike how to swing a pretty thingTo a rockin' soundDip her on my hipLet her hair hang downSpin around againAnd never lose the beatToss her up and catch herRight between my feetWell you really gotta meet herShe's my Santa Rosa RitaMy little Santa Rosa RitaSure turns up the heatA little hotter when the musicStarts to swayAnd there ain't nobody sweeterSongtexteThan my Santa Rosa RitaTo hold and listen to the music playI love to swing a pretty thingTo a rockin' soundDip her on my hipLet her hair hang downSpin around againAnd never lose the beatToss her up and catch herRight between my feetWell you just can't beat herShe's my Santa Rosa RitaI wish I hadNot agreed toLet my Santa Rosa RitaShare a dance with anyone but meBut the gentleman insistedAnd I had not resistedNow Santa Rosa's just a memoryBut I can swing a pretty thingTo a rockin' soundDip her on my hipLet her hair hang downSpin around againAnd never lose the beatToss her up and catch herRight between my feetWell you really gotta meet herShe's my Santa Rosa Rita Well I guess I couldn't keep herShe's my Santa Rosa Rita Aus Songtexte Mania