Alarma Caramba!

I jumpe up on my pony
and I took my pickadolla
and I promised I would get her back.
I was riding very fast.
I had been riding very far
when I found track.

I saw a fire burning
in the middle of the dessert
and I told my little pony to stop.
Then I heard my baby crying
so I sneaked a little closer
and said; Hands up!

Carlito, Carlito!
I'm taken by bandito bandito.
Carlito, Carlito!
Come save me now.

Alarma (Carlito, Carlito!)
Somebody stole my senorita.
Caramba (Bandito, Bandito!)
Where are you now?
Alarma (Carlito, Carlito!)
Somebody stole my senorita.
Caramba (Bandito, bandito!)
Where are you? I take you back!

Two very ugly grinos
in two very ugly ponchos
and the looked a little scary to me.
But I showed my pickadolla,
said Caramba, I'm Carlito
and I'm angry.

I tied them to a catcus
and said; Bye, bye bad bandito,
and they didn't even make a fight.
Then me and senorita
and the tiny-winy pony
rode in the night.