Today you…. tomorrow me.

Me daba vergüenza estar así por un hombre, ser tan infeliz y volverme dichosa sin que dependiera para nada de mí

Mexican Shuffle was a turning point of the Brass.

An inch of enchilada, as good as it is, is not even worth a centimeter of love. My feelings for you are hot, so you may need some sour cream.

Your life depends on a random stranger who could kill you, will probably disrespect you, and will most likely pay you much less than you deserve. But even those prospects are better than the ones...

My name is Skippito Friskito. (clap-clap)I fear not a single bandito. (clap-clap)My manners are mellow,I’m sweet like the Jell-o,I get the job done, yes indeed-o. (clap-clap)

I looked real Neanderthal. I could have been Mexican, I could have been black; I could have been anything.