It happened in Monterey,
A long time ago,
I met her in Monterey,
In old Mexico.
Stars and steel guitars and
Luscious lips as red as wine,
Broke somebody's heart,
And I'm afraid that it was mine.
It happened in Monterey,
And without thinking twice,
I left her and I threw away
The key to paradise.
My indescreet heart,
Longs for the sweetheart,
That I left in old Monterey.
Ah, it happened in Monterey,
A long time ago,
I met her in Monterey,
In old Mexico.
Stars, guitars,
Lips red as wine,
Broke somebody's heart,
And I fear that it was mine.
It happened in Monterey,
And without thinking twice,
I left her and threw away
The key to paradise.
My indescreet heart,
How it longs for that sweetheart,
That I left in old Monterey.
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