I jumpe up on my pony
and I took my pickadolla
and I promised I would get her back.
I was riding very fast.
I had been riding very far
when I found track.

I saw a fire burning
in the middle of the dessert
and I told my little pony to stop.
Then I heard my baby crying
so I sneaked a little closer
and said; Hands up!

Carlito, Carlito!
I'm taken by bandito bandito.
Carlito, [bad word] save me now.

Alarma (Carlito, Carlito!)
Somebody stole my senorita.
Caramba (Bandito, Bandito!)
Where are you now?
Alarma (Carlito, Carlito!)
Somebody stole my senorita.
Caramba (Bandito, bandito!)
Where are you? I take you back!

Two very ugly grinos
in two very ugly ponchos
and the looked a little scary to me.
But I showed my pickadolla,
said Caramba, I'm Carlito
and I'm angry.

I tied them to a catcus
and said; Bye, bye bad bandito,
and they didn't even make a fight.
Then me and senorita
and the tiny-winy pony
rode in the night.