Quintana
there was a girl from Havana
her name was Ms. Quintana
she liked watching men from her cabana
scatily dressed in only bandanas
all those young men in their Speedos
put a rise in her labido
those hot guys made her crazy
then everything just got hazy
when she stood up and almost fainted
a hansome young man got acquainted
as he reached out to catch her fall
she know he was the best one of all
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