I met her at the mercado
She was buying avacados
Man... she really turned me on


She reached for my pepper
I grabbed her tomatoes

And I knew, it wouldn?t be very long

She walked to the mesa

I got my cerveza
I picked up the onions and lemon


And the way she looked at me
Man I could clearly see
That it wouldn?t be very long


Chorus:
Guacamole! (Guacamole!)

Guacamole! (Guacamole!)
We?d me making Guacamole all night long


Guacamole! (Guacamole!)
Guacamole! (Guacamole!)
We?d be making Guacamole all night long


She headed for the light
I fell in right behind

Man... She sure looked good to me

She reached for her money

I said, "Wait a minute honey.
I believe, this one is on me"


So we got in my pickup
We started to back up
And we headed on down the road


We went to mi casa
Had tortillas de masa

And made guacamole all night long

(Chorus)


(Guacamole!)