作詞:Adrian Molina 作曲:Germaine Franco
Well, everyone know Juanita
Her eyes each a different color
Her teenth stick out and her chin goes in
And her knuckles,they drag on the floor
Those aren't the words
There are children present
Her hair is like a briar
She stnad in a bow-legged stance
And if I weren't so ugly
She'd possibly give me a change