Just crossed over into Mexico.
Lock up your pigsties and your daughters.
'Cos if it moves, you know old Juanito!
Young ladies he likes to ravish.
He knows how to make them wet.
And if he can't, he know he dig himself a hole,
Or go looking for your favorite pet, ole.
They call him Juanito the bandito.
Lock up your things, you'll be robbed.
They call him Juanito, the randy bandito.
Oh, how many people have sobbed his name? ***
He wears a soft, sun-soaked sombrero.
A droopy moustache to his chin.
He will hold up, stab or shoot you,
So that he can, get it in, okay.
(Alright) they call him Juanito the bandito.
Lock up your things, you'll be robbed.
They call him Juanito, the randy bandito.
Oh, how many people have sobbed his name?
My son, I tell you .... don't bother.
I'm going downtown with the guys, okay?
*** In some unsensored versions, this line is: "To see him make love to dog or a frog."
Adam Ant and Marco Pirroni