¿Como Te Gusta Mi Pinga? Lyrics

I told my friend the writer
how happy I would be
if he'd write an opening
number especially for me.
But when he had it finished,
it came as quite a shock.
He handed me a son t**led
"How do you like my..."

I said "You can't do that in public".
I said even I wouldn't dare.
So he made a few small changes,
now I can sing it anywhere:

¿Cómo te gusta mi pinga?
En tus pantalones.
¿Cómo te gusta mi pinga?
Y mis cojones.

It's the same old thing
and the same old hole.
But when you say it
in español, it sounds divine.
¿Cómo te gusta mi pinga?
Es muy caliente.
¿Cómo te gusta mi pinga?
Es grande, plente.

You don't go around shouting,
"You're well hung".
But when you do it in another
tongue, it's just divine.

When the hour is late
and I don't have a date,
and I feel that
I can't go on.
I lift up my head and
I stick out my chin,
and I talk like
Montalban...

¿Cómo te gusta mi pinga?
It sounds so neat-o.
Like a warm quesadilla
or a pork burrito.

It's the shame old cheese,
and the same old meat,
but when it has a latin
beat, it's okay.

¿Cómo te gusta mi pinga?
¡Olé!

Ay! Ay!