How I love the kisses of dolores
Oh I love her aye-aye-aye dolores
Not marie or emily or doris
None of them but only my dolores just dolores

From a balcony above me
She whispers "love me" and throws a rose
Ah but she is twice as lovely
As the rose she throws

I would die to be with my dolores
To be near her aye-aye-aye dolores
I was made to serenade dolores
Serenade her chorus after chorus

Just imagine eyes like moon rise
A voice like music lips like wine
What a break if I could make dolores
Mine all mine

I would die to be with my dolores
To be near her aye-aye-aye dolores
I was made to serenade dolores
Serenade her chorus after chorus

Just imagine eyes like moon rise
A voice like music lips like wine
What a break if I could make dolores
Mine all mine