Her name was Rita Flores, I met her down in Matamores
She was hotter than the Mexican sun
The men star right, roll it once around tonight
Left allemande and weave the ring
Oh, she was one sweet chiquita, my Latina Lolita
I knew then she had to be the one
She never caught my lingo because I was a gringo
She didn't understand a word I'd say

The heads (sides) promenade, half around the ring
Come in and star thru for me, California twirl
Make a right hand star halfway
Veer left, as couples circulate I say
You half tag, scoot back, find the corner swing
Take her hand and all promenade
He said, ah señorita, say ooh mas fina
Why don't you love me, baby, por que?

Well four girls promenade, once around you travel
Come on back and swing with José
Join hands, make a ring, circle left around you travel
Left allemande and weave the ring
Oh, she was one sweet chiquita, my Latina Lolita
I knew then she had to be the one
She never caught my lingo because I was a gringo
She didn't understand a word I'd say

Well, four boys promenade, once around you travel
Come home and swing Lolita there, oooh
Join hands, make a ring, circle left around you do
Left allemande and weave the ring
Oh, she was one sweet chiquita, your Latina Lolita
You knew then she had to be the one
She never caught your lingo because you were a gringo
She didn't understand a word you'd say

All eight to the middle and back with a big, Olé!