
[Intro] [Verse 1] Moon’s up high over the olive trees, Paella’s cold and the dog won’t sleep. Clock on the wall says it’s half past ten, But my man’s still out with those goats and those men! I’ve swept the floor till it shines like gold, Polished the pots till the chickens scold. He promised “Mi vida, I’ll be right back”… Now I’m sharpening my tongue for a little attack! [Chorus] ¡Ay, ay, ay! Where are you, Juan? The boss is waiting to beat you with her shoes! One more hour and you’ll be done, Running home like a frightened baboon! ¡Corre, corre, mi amor! Better fly like the wind, ‘Cause when Mama’s mad, even the bulls give in! ¡Ay, ay, ay! You’re in trouble again, My big strong husband scared of his little hen! [Verse 2] He’s at the taberna with Paco and Luis, Laughing ‘bout football and cheap red wine. “Uno más!” they shout, clinking their cups, While I’m here pacing in my Sunday blouse. He knows the rules, he’s heard ‘em before: “Home by nine or you sleep with the boar!” But the wine goes down and the stories get tall, Now he’s shaking in his boots, thinking of my call! [Chorus] ¡Ay, ay, ay! Where are you, Juan? The boss is waiting with her wooden broom! One more hour and you’ll be done, Running home like a frightened buffoon ! ¡Corre, corre, mi amor! Better fly like the wind, ‘Cause when Mama’s mad, even the bulls give in! ¡Ay, ay, ay! You’re in trouble again, My big strong husband scared of his little woman! [Bridge] (spoken-sung, sassy) I hear the gate creak… boots on the stone… He’s tiptoeing slow like he’s walking on bones! “Mi reina, perdón!” he’ll whisper so sweet, Then I’ll chase him ‘round with the broom to the beat! [Final Chorus] (louder, faster, everyone joins) ¡Ay, ay, ay! There you are, Juan! Kissing my feet with that pitiful grin! Tomorrow you’ll work till the job is done, No more taberna, no more “uno más” fun! But tonight I’ll forgive you… maybe… a kiss, ‘Cause even the boss needs her husband’s bliss! ¡Ay, ay, ay! What a life we lead, In our little village where the wife wears the keys! Tag (fade out with claps) ¡Juanitooo! ¡Ven aquí! The boss is waiting… and she’s still pretty! ¡Ole! Whoa [Outro]

