Today her brother lay dying..... under the spanish sun
All the pretty women cried..... but she just bit her toungue
She's quicker and faster..... than her brother ever was
She promised her revenge..... for her brothers cause
Her name was Zorrillo..... Zorros baby sister
She never wore a mask..... like her brother done
Her beauty was her danger..... her sword like a twister
When Zorrillo pulled her sword..... another life was done
Her hair was long and silky..... blowing in the wind
Her eyes as sharp as razors..... where she marked your skin
Many a men was taken..... by her screaming blade
They never seen it coming..... till their blood was running red
So pray for Zorro Father..... before she puts her mark on you
Cause her blades is fast as lightning..... when your time is due
And her charms can be frightning..... and her lips can be a poison
But her sword is like a twister.....Then your life is done
Her name was Zorrillo..... Zorros baby sister
She never wore a mask..... like her brother done
Her beauty was her danger..... her sword like a twister
When Zorrillo pulled her sword..... another life was done
Categories:
zorrillo, beauty, sister, song,
Form: Lyric