[Verse] There's no Cinderella in Spain; That story was pulled by a Dane Our young girls are simple and pure But watched night and day to be sure And now I'm alone Wide awake and full-grown With no fairy prince To call on the phone What's the matter with me There, I'm here all alone All dressed up Spic and spanish But I got no place to go Got some thing I got to show Oh! All dressed up Slick and spanish No one takes me for a ride Haven't got a thing to hide I want to go away Where the men make music And play till the night is day Cock-a-doodle daddy! Spic and span Spic and spanish Not the type to cook or sew Here's the girl but where's the beau? I want to go away! Away!