I saw La Bamba at the beach, now
She likes the sand beneath her feet, yeah
She's number one in the California sun
When it comes to having fun, yeah, she's the one

Bam-ba, bamba, bam-ba, bamba
They call my baby La Bamba, ba
La-la-la-la-la bamba... yeah, they call her La Bamba

Sundays at the drag strip, now
Fast rails make her flip, yeah
With her transistor on you can hear her sing along
With a top ten song that her jockey puts on

Bam-ba, bamba, bam-ba, bamba
They call my baby La Bamba, ba
La-la-la-la-la bamba... yeah, they call her La Bamba

Water skiing at the lake, now
She does the Hippy Hippy Shake, yeah
She can work it on out, she can Twist and Shout
Walk the dog all about... I'm in love, ain't no doubt-yeeeah!

Bam-ba, Bamba, Bam-ba, Bamba
They call my baby La Bamba
Ba BaBa-Ba BaBa-Ba BaBa-Ba BaBa-Bamba
La-la-la-la-la Bamba... yeah, they call her La Bamba

They call my baby La Bamba... they call my baby La Bamba
You know your ba ba ba da da da - La Bamba... yeaaaah
You know your ba ba ba da da da - La Bamba... yeaaaah