Met her at the Mercado
She was buying avacados
Man... she really turned me on
She reached for my pepper
I grabbed her tomatoes
And I knew, it wouldn't be very long
She went to the mesa
I grabbed my cerveza
I got the onions and lemon
And the way she looked at me
Man I could clearly see
It wouldn't be very long
Guacamole! GUACAMOLE!
Guacamole! GUACAMOLE!
We'd me making Guacamole all night long
Guacamole! GUACAMOLE!
Guacamole! GUACAMOLE!
We'd be making Guacamole all night long
She headed for the light
I fell in right behind
Man... She sure looked good to me
She reached for her money
I said "wait a minute honey
I believe, this one is on me"
So we got in my pickup
We started to back up
And headed on down the road
We went to her casa
Tortillas de masa
And made guacamole all night long
Guacamole! GUACAMOLE!
Guacamole! GUACAMOLE!
We'd be making guacamole all night long
Guacamole! GUACAMOLE!
Guacamole! GUACAMOLE!
We'd be making guacamole all night long
We'd be making guacamole all night long
Writer(s): Freddy Fender, Freddie Fender, Augie Meyers, Levy
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