Lyrics

Gringo's been an outlaw since I met him at 18
Designer clothes, keeps his nose, his ears and eyeballs clean
If the wind is right on Friday nights he'll mix biz with pleasure
Around the bars, inside the cars his product's local treasure
Women come, women go, to him it don't really matter
As long as they found a way to keep Gringo's pocket fatter

But lately his mind's been occupied, and he just can't seal his deal
Women try to ask him why but Gringo won't reveal or show
So I've been told
He doesn't want us to know

Like one eve, I do believe it was around St Patrick's Day
Gringo strolled into the bar and laid eyes on Desiree
Desiree was 32, a staggering brunette
Gringo gazed upon her legs, whipped out his cigarette (said)
"Desiree, oh Desiree, don't act like you don't know me
I know it's been since New Year's Eve but I still believe you owe me"

Desiree sighed, rolled her eyes, tugged at her mini dress
Gringo said let's step outside, she said "OK, I guess, I'll go"
So, I've been told
She didn't want us to know

Gringo, Gringo, can't you see
You gotta play H, double O, K, I, E
Good for your body, good for your soul
Get the party motivated, rock and roll

Talking fast, walking past the bikers out the door
To her it was just an IOU but to him was so much more
Bouncing across the parking lot, him nodding at her chest
Tonight's the night old Gringo lays that skeleton to rest
Things began to rise in Gringo's air conditioned van
Before they crystallized, he went limp in her hand

Desiree laughed, Gringo snapped, couldn't bring back his desire
Faced the facts, zipped up his pants, realized he lost the fire below
So, I've been told
He didn't want us to know

Gringo, Gringo, can't you see
You gotta play H, double O , K, I, E
Good for your body, good for your soul
Get the party motivated, rock and roll
OH, OH! OH, OH!
Gringo, Gringo, it's alright
You put your skinny pants on a little too tight