Queen Of Valencia

She's the queen of Valencia du tu du, high pulp and oranges. She's the girl that was meant for your, du tu du and she's so gorgeous.

Catching rays in the lovely floor the sun, huu-aah-ooh, passing days in an orchard made for fun, hooh-aah-uuh. She was with you as a child and will follow you to your grave, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

She's the light in the morning, tu du tu twelve fluid ounces. Brings a smile without warning, tu du tu, from town to town she's sittin' out in a local grocery store. Huu-aah-uuh. Take her home, open up the freezer door, huuh-aah-uu. She was with you as a child and will follow you to your grave, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Huuu-aaa-huuah-huuu-ah-huuh-ah-huuua-huu-aaa.