Hey valentina tell ur mama
She should give me a call
When she get tired of runnin'
After you down the hall
B4 you came onto the scene it was a hollywood mess
Ur mama was a movie queen
She was one of the best
Every boy had the hots 4 her,
Around the world even girls adored her
Mexican bombshell
Come to conquer the west
Hey valentina tell ur mama
She should give me a call
When she get tired of runnin'
After you down the hall
And she's all worn out
From those late night feedings
And she ready for another
Rock 'n roll meeting
Oh valentina tell ur mama
She should give me a call
Your uncle sam used to hold it down
Every day
Watch the bootyguards
Scarecrow the buzzards away
Like an aeroplane the time flies over
So many guys they couldn't get
Ur sweet little mama to stay
Curvier than
A fender stratocaster guitar...
Reality bender... from no greencard
to superstar
Broken up slang even when
The king of Hollywood ain't that tall
Sho as betty's ugly
Ur mama's bigger than 'em all
Hey valentina
Tell your mama she should call up mia
In advance
If Penelope wants to cruz
There ain't no way that we ain't gon dance
Tell your mama should should give me a call
That's all
