[Intro] [Verse 1] Monday she came in from the rain and took the stool next to mine, said she was a countess in exile, down to her last bottle of wine, said a revolution took her castle — all she kept was one gold ring, and she showed it to me. It was brass, of course. I didn't say a thing. [Chorus] Mentirosa, mentirosa, who are you tonight? Y yo me lo creo — every word, and every lie. [Verse 2] Wednesday she's a dancer from Sevilla, runnin' from a jealous man who's somewhere in the city with a pistol in his hand, she stood up from her stool to show me how a dancer turns her wrists, and the barman didn't even look up — he's seen her dance like this. [Chorus] Mentirosa, mentirosa, who are you tonight? Y yo me lo creo — every word, and every lie. [Vibraphone Solo] [Verse 3] Friday she's a spy — she leaned in close and whispered in my ear, "Don't turn around. The man in the gray hat's been followin' me all year." I turned around. It was Eddie, the old man who tunes the piano here, and he raised his glass, and I raised mine, and she just disappeared. [Bridge] The barman asked me once, "Don't you wanna know her name?" I said, "Why trade a hundred women for just one? It'd be a shame." [Final Chorus] Mentirosa, mentirosa, who are you tonight? Y yo me lo creo — every word, and every lie. [Outro]
