Maria Bonita lived all alone
In the darkness not far from my home
I loved her truly, she never knew
And my desperation grew

One windy night I went down to her house
Peeked thru the window quiet as a mouse
She was asleep so I went thru the door
Thinking she will be my whore

Maria Bonita sat up in her bed
Pulled her gun and put it to my head
She told me to leave and never to return
That was the firts time that month

I remember when we were young
Maria Bonita, prettiest girl in town
I loved her truly, she never knew
And my desperation grew

Maria Bonita sat up in her bed
Pulled her gun and put it to my head
She told me to leave and never to return
That was the second time that month

All I wanted, to be her boy
To hold her hand and to be her toy
I was lonely, my life was sad
And my love was all I had

Maria Bonita sat up in her bed
Pulled her gun and put it to my head
She pulled the trigger and said ADIOS
That was the last time that month