(Words & music by Don Robertson)
  Who makes my heart beat like thunder?
  Who makes my temperature rise?
  Who makes me tremble with wonderful rapture
  With one burning glance, from her eyes
    Marguerita...
    Once I was free as a gypsy
  A creature too wild to tame
  Then suddenly I saw, Marguerita
  And I was caught, like a moth in the flame
    Marguerita...is her name
    Marguerita...
    Her lips have made me her prisoner
  A slave to her every command
  She captivates me, and intoxicates me
  With one little touch of her hand
    Marguerita....
    Sweet...Marguerita...sweet,sweet Marguerita....