ROSALIA:
Puerto Rico...
You lovely island ...
Island of tropical breezes
Always the pineapples growing,
Always the coffee blossoms blowing...

ANITA:
Puerto Rico:
You ugly island...
Island of tropic diseases.
Always the hurricanes blowing,
Always the population growing...
And the money owing,
And the babies crying,
And the bullets flying.
I like the island Manhattan -
Smoke on your pipe and put that in!

OTHERS:
I like to be in America!
Okay by me in America!
Everything free in America
For a small fee in America

ROSALIA:
I like the city of San Juan

ANITA:
I know a boat you can get on.

ROSALIA:
Hundreds of flowers in full bloom.

ANITA:
Hundreds of people in each room!

ALL:
Automobile in America,
Chromium steel in America,
Wire-spoke wheel in America,
Very big deal in America!

ROSALIA:
I'll drive a Buick through San Juan.

ANITA:
If there's a road you can drive on!

ROSALIA:
I'll give my cousins a free ride

ANITA:
How can you get all of them inside?

ALL:
Immigrant goes to America,
Many hellos in America,
Nobody knows in America,
Puerto Rico's in America!

ROSALIA:
I'll bring a TV to San Juan.

ANITA:
If there's a current to turn on!

ROSALIA:
I'll give them new washing machine.

ANITA:
What have they got there to keep clean?
ALL (except Rosalia):
I like the shores of America!
Comfort is yours in America!
k___s on the doors in America,
Wall-to-wall floors in America!

ROSALIA:
When I will go back to San Juan -

ANITA:
When you will shut up and get gone!

ROSALIA:
Ev'ryone there will give big cheer!

ANITA:
Ev'ryone there will have moved here!

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