The Three Caballeros subtitles

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(MUSIC PLAYING)
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We're three happy chappies

With snappy serapes
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You'll find us beneath our sombreros
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We're brave and we'll stay so

We're bright as a peso
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Who says so? We say so

We're three caballeros
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Oh, through fair and stormy weather
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We're always together
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So let come what may
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Like brother to brother

We're all for each other
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The three caballeros

Forever we'll stay!
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DONALD: "Felicitaciones,
uh, al Pato Donald..."
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Oh! "Felicitations to Donald Duck

on his birthday,
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"Friday the 13th,

from his friends in Latin America."
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Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy!

What a pleasant surprise!
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Whoops!
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Ah, now, isn't that wonderful?

Which one should I open first?
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My mama told me to take...
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this one!
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I wonder what's in it.
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(QUACKS)
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Oh, boy! Home movies!
Just what I wanted.

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Well, well, well.
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Well, doggone! A little penguin.
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Oh! What a cute little fellow.
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(LAUGHS)
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Well, what is this? How do you open
this thing, anyway, huh?
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(SCREAMS, MUMBLES)
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On with the show!
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(MUMBLES)
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The show must go on!
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(MUSIC PLAYING)
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-NARRATOR: Aves Raras.
-Aves Raras?
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NARRATOR: Sí, señor.
That means strange birds.
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Oh, sure, sure. I know, birds!

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(TWEETS)
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NARRATOR: Yes, amigo.
Your feathered cousins.
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You know, Donald,
you have more relatives here
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than coffee beans in Brazil.
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For instance, take the one

who lives way, way down...
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Aha!
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But suppose we let my friend,

Professor Holloway, tell us about it.
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From the beginning to...

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HOLLOWAY: El fin, the end.
NARRATOR: ...yes, thank you.
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Professor?

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HOLLOWAY: This story takes us
way down to the south pole.
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Rather than stand on your heads,

let's turn the theater over.
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There, that's better.
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Two things you will find most
of down here are ice...
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and penguins.
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It's amazing that anybody

would want to live here,
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but most penguins
wouldn't live anywhere else.
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You couldn't find better weather

for fishing...
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skiing, tobogganing, or swimming.
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And there is nothing
the average penguin likes better
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than a day at the beach.
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Uh, but come on, let's meet Pablo.

He lives down at the end of main street.
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Let's go in and see what's cooking.
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Pablo could never remember

having been warm enough.
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And so his closest companion

was Smokey Joe, his little stove.
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Between chills,

Pablo had one burning desire,
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to spend the rest of his life

on some tropical shore.
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So, we see him bravely set forth

for the isle of his dreams.
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The other penguins turned out

to give him a big send-off.
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But when he gets just so far away
from his stove...
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see what happens?
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Too bad.

Perhaps he'll give up this wild idea.
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But no, he's off to another start.
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This time he's bringing a friend.
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Uh-oh! Uh-oh, uh-oh!
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Uh-oh! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
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Anyway, it was a hot idea.
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Well, maybe he'll be content

to stay at home this time.
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But no! There he goes!
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Hot-footing it to the land of the sun.
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By now, the farewell committee

has been reduced to two.
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Discouraging, isn't it?
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Suddenly, Pablo got one of those ideas

that change a person's whole life.
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A boat!
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But where would he get a boat?
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Just watch!
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"Where there's a will, there's a way,"
they say.
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And now, the official launching.
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Day after day, the south wind
carried him north.
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One day, a blanket of fog rolled in.
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And it was so thick...
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(FOGHORN BLARING)

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HOLLOWAY: Must be near Cape Horn.
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As the fog lifted...
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he found himself headed straight

through the straits of Magellan,
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and northward,
along Chile's rocky coast.
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One day, a storm cloud came up.
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Just a little bitty old storm cloud,
though.
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And just tried awful hard

to have its first storm.
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Didn't amount to much, though.
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One day on lookout,

Pablo had a bit of a shock.
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A waterspout off the port bow!
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But it proved
to be the Juan Fernandez islands
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where Robinson Crusoe once lived.
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(SCOFFS) And still does, apparently.

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(BELL CHIMING)
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HOLLOWAY: Four bells and all's well.
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According to Pablo's chart,

he should be nearing Vina Del Mar.
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And strangely enough,

that's just where he is.
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He sailed past Lima, capital of Peru.
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Hugging the coastline with a tenacity
of purpose seldom found in a penguin.
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One day, his telescope picked out a city

high up on top of a mountain.
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The map said it was Quito.
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And it was right smack on the equator.

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It wasn't as easy to cross,
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but with a little help from Neptune,

he made it.
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So, making a left turn,
he followed the equator,

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headed for the Galapagos islands.
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Ah, that good old sun!
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Pablo felt that he would
never get enough of it.
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Oh, he hadn't counted on this.
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Things looked pretty bad.
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Help! Man the pumps,
she's sprung a leak!

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Pipe all hands on deck!

Do things, get going!
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Take to the lifeboats! Abandon ship!
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Unruffle the mizzenmast

and man the poops, and...
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don't just stand there, get going!

Swab the decks and... Heavens!
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(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
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Look! What's that?

Just what he's been looking for.
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Pablo has finally reached

the isle of his dreams.
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And so, as the warm,
tropical sun sinks slowly in the west,
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we leave little Pablo, a bird in paradise.

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A picture of health

in his new coat of tan.
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He should be the happiest penguin
in the world.
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Only... sometimes he gets to thinking...

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NARRATOR: (LAUGHS) Never satisfied!
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Well, that's human nature for you,

even if you're a penguin.
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You're absolutely right!

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NARRATOR: And now, Donald,
let's hop over the Andes.
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From these snow-capped peaks

to the depths of the amazon jungle,
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one finds many more strange
and exotic birds.
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Like the Anambepreto

of Colombia and Venezuela.
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He carries his own bagpipes

hidden under his beard.
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Then there's his cousin, the Arapapa.
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Pride of Paraguay,

whose perfect appearance
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permits his pompous pride

in his pompadour.
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And La Tijereta, the scissors bird.
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The Colombian cutter.
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Then there's the Arapacu de Pico Curvo.
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He's always sticking his nose
into things.
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Did you ever see such a freak beak?
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-(DONALD LAUGHS)
-NARRATOR: Huh?
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Speaking of beaks, what a time

two toucans have making love.
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When they're beak to beak,

they can't get cheek to cheek.
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Because when one toucan
turns his head,

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only one toucan can.

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(WATER SPLASHES)
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-Uh-oh. Who's that?
-NARRATOR: Oh, a thousand pardons.
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Señor Donald,
I would like to have you meet
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one of the most eccentric birds

you have ever seen.
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His name is the Aracuan.

You'll find him most everywhere.

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Yeah, glad to know you.

Heh, pleased to meet ya!

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NARRATOR:
Now he's called the Aracuan
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because of the peculiar song he sings.
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Which sounds something like this.

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Ahhh!
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(SINGS) Ba-da, bup, bup
Bup, bup, ba-dia
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Ba-da, bup
Toot-toot-toot
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Ba-da, bup, bup
Bup, bup, bup
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Ba-da, bup, bup
Bup, bup, ba-dia
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Ba-da, bup
Toot-toot-toot
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Ba-da, bup, bup
Bup, bup, bup
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NARRATOR: By the way, amigo,
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did you know some birds
are skilled craftsmen?

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Uh-uh. Is that so?

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NARRATOR: Yes, quite a builder
is the little Marrequito.
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His nest may look haphazard in design,

ah, but every single stick and straw...
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is scientifically placed to withstand

the stress and strain of...
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(CRASH)
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Well, almost anything.
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Literally dotted are the shores

of many tropical marshes,
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with the brilliant plumage
of the flamingo.

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Ha, ha, ha.
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NARRATOR: (LAUGHS) And now,
Donald, how would you like to hear
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a story about another bird so amazing

you won't believe it?
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Oh, sure! You bet!

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NARRATOR: It's a tale told
by an old gaucho from Uruguay.
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Listen...

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GAUCHO: It was early one morning
in springtime,
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just as day was beginning to break.
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As the sun came up over the...

Oh, but I am forgetting my story.
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It was silent out there on the pampas.

Only one little bird was awake.
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From his nest, came the little Hornero
to see if the...
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Oh, say, do you know why

this bird's called the Hornero?
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-No?

-Uh-uh. Why?

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GAUCHO: You see,
his nest is just like the horno.
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That's the oven
where we bake bread and our...
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(LAUGHS) You know who that is?
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That's me when I was a little gauchito!

Many, many years ago, of course.
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And why was I up so early? Because
I was going out hunting all alone.
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First, I put on my bombachas

and tied on my chiripá.
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Then I slipped into my new Botas.
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And I put my Boleadoras

where I could reach them in a hurry.
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Gauchito!
Not forgetting my hunting knife.
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And now I was ready to go. Ah!
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Now the best place

to hunt the wild ostrich
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is out on the wide-open plains.
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On the broad flat land of the...
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Flat land? Say, what am I doing here?
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Oh, now I remember!
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This day I was hunting for condor birds

high up in the mountains.
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While looking for the condors,

I climbed to the top of a rock.
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No, come to think of it, it was a tree.
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Let's see, maybe it was a rock after all.
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Although, I could swear it was a tree.
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Oh, what's the difference?
Let it go, let it go.

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My sharp eyes soon discovered

the nest of a...
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Psst, Gauchito!

The nest. El Nido, El Nido.
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I could tell from the wings he was...
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He was at least five meters
from tip to tip.

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The biggest condor bird

in all of... caramba!
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What's this? I couldn't believe my eyes!

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No, it couldn't be! But there it was!
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I was looking face-to-face

with a flying donkey!
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The donkey bird didn't seem bashful.
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He flew right up close to...

Quick, Gauchito, now! Get him, quick!
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Ah, got him!
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Now, now. Easy, easy. Tch, tch, tch.
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Oh, oh, oh, ohh!
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This donkey should be worth a fortune.

I couldn't let him get away.
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So, I made up my mind I'd catch him
if it took me the rest of...
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Now I had him! Hold him, Gauchito!

Ride him, cowboy!
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He acted just like he was loco.

But I was an expert, of course.
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He thought he could throw
this Gauchito,
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but he soon found out
who was the boss.

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Psst, Gauchito? Who is the boss?
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I decided to train him for racing

far out where nobody could see,
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'cause I planned to win thousands
of pesos for this little Burrito and me.
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I made brilliant plans for the future.
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We'd live like a couple of kings,

and I'd be the world's richest Gaucho.
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With my hands full
of big diamond rings.
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(WHISTLES)
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Ah, macanudo! Okay.
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This Burrito was tame as a kitten.

He was learning new tricks every day.
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You should see how he begged

for my mate.
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He liked it much better than hay.
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(CHIRPS)
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Hee-haw, hee-haw!
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Then we soon fell asleep
by the campfire.
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We both were as tired as could be.
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And tomorrow was very important

for little Burrito and me.
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For this was the day of fiesta.
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The gauchos were happy and gay.

They danced the Zamba and Gato,
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and gambled their pesos away.
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While the crowd sang and danced
in the plaza,
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I just stood in the shade of a tree,
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and watched them toss coins
at the Sapo,

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but this game meant nothing to me.
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Some others were rolling the Bochas

and betting on games of this kind.
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I didn't join in these pastimes.

I had something bigger in mind.
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A Caballo!

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GAUCHO: The race was about to begin,
and the grand prize was 1,000 pesos.
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Ha, ha, ha, ha!
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The gauchos were howling with laughter

when they saw us come out on the track.
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I whispered,
"Remember the wings, Burrito."

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Oh, oh, oh, ohh! Not yet, not yet!
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The gauchos and horses
were all on their toes.

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Listos! Larguen!

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GAUCHO: We were off
with the speed of a bullet!
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We flew down the track like the wind.

Every gaucho was, uh, uh...
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In the meanwhile, Burrito and I were,

uh, jockeying for position.
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Psst, Gauchito!
They went that way. That way!

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Ha, ha, ha, ha!
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No wonder they laughed.

I didn't even look like a jockey.
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Hey, Gauchito! Come on,
look like a jockey.

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Pepito, the pride of Mendoza

was setting a furious pace,
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and Fuego, Gordito and Pingo,

you never have seen such a race.
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Now it's Pepito and Fuego,

it's Fuego and Pepito,
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and here comes Gordito on the rail!

Do your stuff, kid.
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No? Well, don't wait too long or...

Look out!
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Uh-huh, what did I tell you?
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Come on, Gauchito!
The wings, the wings!

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Quickly, I untied the rope.

Come on, come on.
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Quickly, I untied the rope.
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Huh? The knife, the knife!

Cortalo, cortalo!
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And now we go.
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You should see little Burrito tearing
up the track so fast, you couldn't see us!
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And now, down the home stretch
comes Fuego.
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Now Pepito's ahead on the rail.

Here comes Pingo, Gordito and Gato,
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and Dorado is right on his tail!
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But where is Burrito?
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Here comes Burrito!
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We passed them

like they were standing still.

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ANNOUNCER: And now coming down
across the line of finish, it's...
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Burrito, the winner!

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GAUCHO: Well, amigos, it was all over,
but the shouting.
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-I thought. Oh-uh.
-(CROWD CHEERING)

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GAUCHO: Caramba! The jig was up.
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(CHIRPS)
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Hee-haw, hee-haw!
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(SPEAKING SPANISH)
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GAUCHO: What became

of the flying donkey, you ask?
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Neither him nor me was ever
seen again as long as we lived.

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Adiós, amigo.

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DONALD: Adiós, so long. Goodbye!
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What's going on here?

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DONALD: (SCREAMS) Presents!
Oh boy, let me at 'em!
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DONALD: Say, what's this?
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(FLUTE TRILLING)
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Ah, Pato Donald, Como vai voce!
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Como vai essa forca?
Por onde tem andado?
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Há quanto temp que nao o
vejo! ?Que há de novo?
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Or, as you Americans say,
"What's cooking?"

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Joe Carioca! Well, I'll be doggoned!
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Imagine meeting me here? Donald...
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-have you ever been to Baía, no?

-No, I haven't.
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Ah, Baía.
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Land of romance, moonlight,
music, beautiful girls.
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(SINGS) Ba-da, bup, bup, bup!
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Toot-toot-toot
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Ba-da, bup, bup, bup, bup
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Ba-da, bup, bup, bup.
Ba-da, bup, bup, bup.
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Toot-toot-toot
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Ba-da, bup, bup, bup.
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Uau! Esse aracuan parece
que nunca para quieto.
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Oh, forgive the interruption, Donald.

This crazy bird is the Aracuan.
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He's meio maluco, a very stupid fellow.

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But tell me, Donald,
have you ever been to Baía?

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-DONALD: No, I haven't.
-No? Oh, I am so sorry for you.
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Ah, Baía.
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It is like a song in my heart.
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A song with love
and beautiful memories.

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Que saudades que eu tenho.
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JOE: Ah, Baía.
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I close my eyes and I can see it now.

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I can see the beautiful twilight in the sky.

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I can feel the breeze from the bay.
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And I can hear the music...
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the music of Baía.

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(MUSIC PLAYING)
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JOE: (SINGS) Oh,
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Baía-ia-ia
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When twilight is deep in the sky
Baía-ia-ia
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Someone that I long to see
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Keeps haunting my reverie
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And so the loneliness

Deep in my heart
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Calls to you

Calls to you
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(MUSIC CONTINUES)
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I live in the memory of

Many dreams ago
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When the stars were bright

And you were mine alone
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My love for you cannot die
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Though the oceans run dry
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Or heaven falls from the sky
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Now you're gone
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Baía
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Can't you hear my lonely call
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Morena
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Make my life complete again
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How I pray for the day
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When I'll see your smile
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And my heart will beat again
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Oh, Baía-ía-ía
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When twilight is deep in the sky
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Baía-ia-ia
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Someone that I long to see
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Keeps haunting my reverie
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And so the loneliness

Deep in my heart
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-Calls to you
-Calls to you

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JOE: Ah, Baía.
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Beautiful Baía.
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(SIGHING)
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Oh, forgive me, but have you been
to Baía, Donald?

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-No.
-JOE: No? Well, let's go!
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(SINGING)
If you go to Baía, my friend,
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You'll never return.
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E muita sorte teve, E muita sorte tem,
E muita sorte terá
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Have you been to Baía, Donald?

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-Uh-uh.

-Well, let's go!

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- They have vatapa.

- What's that?

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-They have maruru.
-DONALD: Is that so?
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-They have munguza.
-DONALD: Munguza?
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-Do you like to samba?

-Oh, sure.
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Nas sacadas dos sobrados
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Da velha sao salvador
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A lembranca das donzelas
do tempo do imperador
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Tudo, tudo na Baía
faz a gente querer bem
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A Baía tem um jeito
que nenhuma terra tem
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Do, do, do, do, do, do
Have you been to Baía, Donald?
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-No!
-Well, let's go!

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When you go to Baía, my friend

You'll never return
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E muita sorte teve, E muita sorte tem
E muita sorte terá
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Have you been to Baía?
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-?Quem, eu?
-?Quem, eu?
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-Uh-uh.
-Uh-uh.
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Uh-uh.
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-No.

-No?
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Well, let's go!
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(TOOTING)

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JOE: Hurry, Donald, hurry!
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Well, well. Here we are in Baía,
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-the land of romance.

-Baía?
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-Where is Baía?

-We are in Baía.
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Look.
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Well, I'll be doggoned.
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(WOMAN SINGING
IN PORTUGUESE)
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-Who's that?

-Donald, that's Yayá!
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-Who's Yayá?

-Ah, a Baíana.
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(SPEAKING IN PORTUGUESE)
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(DRUMS ROLL)
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Donald, quindins de Yayá.
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She sells cookies. Cookies, my friend.

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Uh-oh.
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(SINGS) Trago os quindins de Yayá
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Quem quer meus quindins comprar...
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Donald!
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Quem quer meus
Quindins comprar
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Muito Obrigado!
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Trago os quindins de Yayá
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Quem quer meus quindins comprar

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-Hello.

-Como vai.

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-Trago os quindins de Yayá
-Hi, toots!

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Quem quer meus quindins comprar

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(DONALD MUMBLES)
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Aqui está quentinho minha
Gente e os quindins de Yayá.
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-Os quindins de Yayá
-Cume, cume, cume
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-Os quindins de Yayá
-Cume
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Cume que faz chorar
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-Os sonho de Yayá
-Cume, cume, cume
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-Os sonho de Yayá
-Cume, cume, cume
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-Os sonho de Yayá
-Cume
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Cume que faz pena-a-a
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-O jeitao de Yayá
-Medá, medá, medá
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-Uma do
-Medá, medá, medá
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-Que eu nao sei
-Se e, se e, se e
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Se e ou nao amor
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So sei que Yayá tem umas coisa
Que outras Yayá, nao tem
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Os quindins de Yayá
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-Ah!
-Os quindins de Yayá
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-Ah, ah!
-Os quindins de Yayá
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-Hmm!
-Os quindins de Yayá
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Who is that guy?
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-Oh. He's a malandro, Donald.
-Tem tanta coisa de valor
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Nest mundo de nosso senhor
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(MUSIC CONTINUES)
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-Os quindins de Yayá
-Cume, cume, cume
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-Os quindins de Yayá
-Cume, cume, cume
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Os quindins de Yayá
Cume que faz, chorar
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Oh, boy!
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-Os sonho de Yayá
-MEN: Cume, cume, cume
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-Os sonho de Yayá
-Cume, cume, cume
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-Os sonho de Yayá
-Cume
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Cume que faz pena-a-a
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-O jeitao de Yayá
-Medá, medá, medá
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-Uma dó
-Medá, medá, medá
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-Que nao sei
-Se e, se e, se e...
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(LAUGHS) This Donald!
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Did you ever see such a fast work?
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Os quindins de Yayá ahh
Os quindins de Yayá ah, ahh
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-Os quindins de Yayá

-Ahh! Os quindins de Yayá
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PEDDLER: (SINGS) Oh, oh, oh
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Olha a laranja fresca
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Olha a boa tangerina
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(MUMBLES)
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No, no, Donald!
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Take it easy.
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Look!
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Tambem, e tu irás comigo a Igreja
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Baianinha meu bem
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-Os quindins de Yayá
-Os quindins de Yayá
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MEN: Yayá, Yayá
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BOTH: Os quindins de Yayá
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MEN: Yayá, Yayá
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BOTH: Os quindins
MEN: De Yayá, Yayá
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Cume que faz Yayá
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Chorar cume que faz chorar
Os sonho de Yayá
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Oh, oh, oh
Os sonho de Yayá
_________________________________
Oh, oh, oh
Os sonho de Yayá
_________________________________
Cume que faz penar
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Ou jeitao de Yayá
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Medá, medá, medá, medá
Me da uma grande dor
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Medá, medá, medá, medá
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Que eu mesmo nao sei,
Se e, se e, se e
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Se e ou nao amor
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So sei que Yayá
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Tem umas coisa
Que as outras Yayá
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P'ra mim? Meu bem!
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-(SMOOCHES)
-(DONALD STUTTERS)
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(MUSIC CONTINUES)
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(SINGING) Yayá, Yayá
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Yayá, Yayá
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Oh, boy, oh, boy!
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Oh, oh, oh, oh
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Oh, oh, oh, oh
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Come on, boys!
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Os quindins de Yayá

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Os quindins de Yayá

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De Yayá

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(DRUMMING CONTINUES)
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(QUACKING)
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Os quindins de Yayá
Cume, cume, cume
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Os quindins de Yayá
Cume, cume, cume
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Os quindins de Yayá
Cume, cume, cume
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(LAUGHS)
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What do you feel about Baía?
Tell me the truth.

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Oh, swell. Marvelous!
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Romance...
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moonlight, beautiful girls.

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JOE: Sim, senhor.
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Voce e um grande pirata!
_________________________________

Or, as you say, you are a wolf!
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Take it easy. You have more presents.

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Presents? More presents!
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What? Oh, I'm a midget! Oh!
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You, you're a midget too!
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Oh, Donald! Don't worry.
It is simple, my friend.

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Just a little black magic will fix you up.

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Nada aqui nesta manga,
nada aqui nesta manga.
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Balacubaco, saca trapo de urubu
Pe de pato misturado, com bambu
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Siricotico, tico, tico no fubá, tico
Pó de mico. quero ver no que vai da
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(LAUGHS) Acredite se quiser.
Believe it or not, it is very simple.
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Nada aqui nesta manga,
nada aqui nesta manga.
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(MUMBLING)
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Que Engracado!
You are very funny fellow.
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-Oh, my, my, my, my!

-You kill my head!
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JOE: (LAUGHS) Uh, uh, uh.
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Nao, nao, meu caro amigo!
Voce deve usar o outro dedo!
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Huh?

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JOE: Oh, my friend,
you are using the wrong finger.
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Now... blow.
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-Thanks, pal! Abraco, abraco!

-Bu... But Donald, your presents!
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My presents!
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(DONALD CHEERS)
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("THREE CABALLEROS"
THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
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PANCHITO: Ah, Jalisco no te rajes
_________________________________
Me sale del alma
Gritar con calor
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Abrir todo el pecho
_________________________________
Pa' echar este grito
Que lindo es jalisco
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Palabra De honor
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(CHEERS)
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Aha! My friends!
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Bienvenidos, Cuates.

Welcome to Mexico.
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Son of a gun, it's a pleasure
to see such fine gentlemen in Mexico!
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Here, amigos. Donald!
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Jose! (LAUGHS)
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Caramba!
Now we're three gay caballeros.

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Yaaaaa!
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(SINGING) We're three caballeros
Three gay caballeros
_________________________________
They say we are birds of a feather
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(ALL CHIRP)
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We're happy amigos
No matter where he goes
_________________________________
The one, two, and three goes
We're always together
_________________________________
Ah, ha, ha!
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We're three happy chappies
With snappy serapes
_________________________________
You'll find us beneath our sombreros
_________________________________
Ah, ha, ha!
_________________________________
We're brave and we'll stay so
We're bright as a peso
_________________________________
-Who says so?
-We say so!
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The three caballeros
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Oh
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We have the stars to guide us
_________________________________
Guitars here beside us
_________________________________
To play as we go
_________________________________
We sing and we samba
We shout Ay Caramba
_________________________________
-What means "Ay Caramba"?
-Oh, yes, I don't know.
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Oh
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Through fair or stormy weather
_________________________________
We stand close together
_________________________________
Like books on a shelf
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And pals though we may be
_________________________________
When some Latin baby
Says yes, no or maybe
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(WHISTLING)
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Each man is for himself
_________________________________
Ah, Jalisco no te rajes
_________________________________
Me sale del alma
Gritar con Calor
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Ya, ha, ha!
_________________________________
Abrir todo el pecho pa' echar
Este grito que lindo es jalisco
_________________________________
Palabra de-e-e-e
Honor-r-r-r
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Aha!
_________________________________

-What's this?

-What's this? (LAUGHS)
_________________________________

This is your gift from Mexico, Donald.
_________________________________

-A piñata.

-Oh, boy, oh, boy! A piñata!
_________________________________

What's a piñata?

_________________________________
A piñata is full of surprises, presents.

It is the very spirit of Christmas.
_________________________________

Christmas?
_________________________________

Jingle bells
Jingle bells Jingle all...
_________________________________

No, no, Donald! For goodness sake!

_________________________________

Not "Jingle Bells"!
_________________________________

In Mexico, they sing Las Posadas.

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PANCHITO: This custom takes place
_________________________________
on each of the nine days
before Christmas.
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Each evening, the children gather
at the village church
_________________________________

and form a procession,
_________________________________
symbolizing the journey
of Mary and Joseph
_________________________________

from Nazareth to Bethlehem.
_________________________________

The little ones carry images
of the saints from house to house,
_________________________________

singing a plea for shelter, or Posada.
_________________________________

A reply comes from within.
_________________________________

"No Posada, no shelter."
_________________________________

Looking sad and downhearted,

they try again.
_________________________________

But the reply is still the same.
_________________________________

"No shelter, no Posada."
_________________________________

They repeat the song time after time,

and always they are refused.
_________________________________

Until, at last, they reach a
friendly house and the door is opened.

_________________________________

"Come in, come in, holy pilgrims.
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"This humble home is yours."
_________________________________

And now, Mary and Joseph

have found shelter at last.
_________________________________

Then the rejoicing begins.
_________________________________

The feasting, the celebrating,

and finally, the biggest surprise of all,
_________________________________

breaking the piñata.

_________________________________
And now, for your piñata, Donald.

Here you are. Go to it.
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One side, boys, one side.
I'm going to smack it!

_________________________________

Hold it, ho... hold it, Donald.

First you must be blindfolded.
_________________________________

We have to put this over your eyes.

That's part of the tradition.
_________________________________

Now, now, stand here.
_________________________________

Come here now, hit it hard.
_________________________________

All right, let's see you smack it.
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(LAUGHING)
_________________________________

Wait just a minute.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING CONTINUES)
_________________________________

Uh-oh.
_________________________________
Aha!
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(MUMBLES AND SCREAMS)
_________________________________
(YELLING)

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("THREE CABALLEROS"
THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
PANCHITO: You see, Donald?
_________________________________
Didn't I told you it was full of surprises?
_________________________________
Ahh! La bandera Mexicana.
_________________________________

Did you know that the history

of Mexico is in her flag?
_________________________________

Oh, yes!
_________________________________
You see, many hundreds of years ago,
the god of the Aztecs
_________________________________

commanded them to build a big city
_________________________________
where they would find an eagle
destroying a serpent.
_________________________________

But when they find this eagle,
he was sitting on a cactus.
_________________________________
On top of a rock,

way out in the middle of a lake.
_________________________________

Caramba! To build a city here

would be almost impossiblé.
_________________________________

But they built and built

and built some more.
_________________________________

Until today, believe it or not,

the lake is full of Mexico City.
_________________________________

(SINGING) Sweet music
_________________________________

Gay serenatas
_________________________________

Tropic skies of velvet blue
_________________________________

Magic gardens
_________________________________

Perfume the breezes
_________________________________

Where true love

Brought me to you
_________________________________

Mexico

With all your romance
_________________________________

Your song of love

Will live forever after
_________________________________

Mexico
_________________________________

Sweethearts are singing
_________________________________

Lovebirds are winging
_________________________________

Through a sky filled with laughter
_________________________________

Paradise
_________________________________

That's where I found you
_________________________________

Your magic smile
_________________________________

Made the blossoms bloom around you
_________________________________

Mexico
_________________________________

Why do I feel as I do
_________________________________

I simply fell under the spell
_________________________________

Of you
_________________________________

Oba, Oba! Nice! Oh, boy!
_________________________________

Ah, but this is only the beginning,
amigos.

_________________________________
Take a look at this one.
_________________________________

Oh, boy! What a pretty picture!

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PANCHITO: And now for a nice trip
through Mexico
_________________________________

on the magic sarape.
_________________________________

-All aboard, amigos!

-Oh, what's going on here?
_________________________________

Paradise

That's where I found you
_________________________________

Your magic smile
_________________________________

Made the blossoms bloom around you
_________________________________

Mexico
_________________________________

Why do I feel as I do
_________________________________

I simply fell under the spell
_________________________________

Of you

Of you

_________________________________
PANCHITO: And this, Donald,
is Patzcuaro,
_________________________________

a fisherman's paradise.
_________________________________

Yeah, beautiful!
_________________________________

Oh, boy! Would I like to come back
sometime and do a little fishing.
_________________________________

Uh-oh!
_________________________________
Ya-ha-ha-hee!
_________________________________

-What's going on here?

-Shh!
_________________________________

This is my favorite dance.

The Jarabe Pateno.

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(MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
Doggone it. I can't get it.
_________________________________

No, no, no, no, no, boys!

You are off the beat!
_________________________________

This is the way.

_________________________________
DONALD: Well, what do you know?
_________________________________
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
_________________________________
(DONALD HUMS)
_________________________________
-Bravo, bravo, bravo, bravo!
-JOE: Excellente!
_________________________________
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
_________________________________
DONALD: Thanks.
I had a wonderful time.
_________________________________
PANCHITO: Adiós, amigos. So long.
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(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(SINGING)
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This is the way they dance in Veracruz.

It's called the Lilongo.

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Ay lilongo, lilongo, lilongo
_________________________________
Ah
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La-la-la-la-la
_________________________________
Ay lilongo, lilongo, lilongo
_________________________________
Hiya, girls. May I cut in?

_________________________________
JOE: Watch your step, Donald.
_________________________________

Some fun, hey, kid?
_________________________________
Ay lilongo, lilongo, lilongo
_________________________________
Ah
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La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
_________________________________

So, you like dancing, huh? Okay.
_________________________________

Yeah, go on, Donald. Don't be afraid.
_________________________________

Not so fast, boys.
_________________________________

Go on in, Donald. Don't be bashful.
_________________________________

Hi, toots. Am I intruding?

_________________________________
PANCHITO: Hey, Donald,
you are what they say, "off the cob."
_________________________________

-You know, corny!

-Oh, yeah?
_________________________________
(ALL LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________

Slap me with that boogie beat, Joe!
_________________________________

How am I doing, toots?
Hatcha-cha-cha!
_________________________________
Ay lilongo vamos al templo
Pa' Que nos bendiga el padre
_________________________________
Nos Tenemos Que Casar
Aunque no quiera tu madre
_________________________________
Ay lilongo, lilongo, lilongo
_________________________________
(SINGS)
_________________________________
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
_________________________________
Adiós, lindas.
_________________________________

Come on. Let me go! (SCREAMS)

_________________________________
-I wanna stay! (SCREAMS)
-JOE: Take it easy, Donald.
_________________________________

There she is, Acapulco beach.
_________________________________

The Riviera of Mexico.
_________________________________

Take the telescope and have a look
at what you might call,
_________________________________
-the hot stuff.

-Oh, boy!
_________________________________
DONALD: Am I going to like this place!
_________________________________
(JOSE CHEERING)
_________________________________

-Oh, boy! The hot stuff!
-(WHISTLES)
_________________________________
Whoopee!
_________________________________

I'll be right down, toots.
_________________________________

Hello, my sweet little bathing beauties.
_________________________________
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
_________________________________

We're three caballeros

Three gay caballeros
_________________________________

They say we are birds of a feather
_________________________________

Where's Donald?
_________________________________

Aha! I'm a son of a gun.
_________________________________
Look at the little wolf
in duck's clothing.
_________________________________

Come to papa! Ha-ha-ha.
_________________________________

What's going on here?
_________________________________

(LAUGHS) Come here, you little rascals!
_________________________________

Now I've got ya! Uh-oh!
_________________________________
-Andale, patito, ven. Ven.
-(DONALD MUMBLING)

_________________________________
DONALD: Doggone this confusion!
(MUMBLING)
_________________________________

Oops!
_________________________________
Where is she?
_________________________________

Come here, my little enchilada.
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________

I've got you this time, tootsie. (LAUGHS)
_________________________________

Peekaboo, I see you!
_________________________________

Hey, where am I?
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________

My, my, my.
_________________________________

Ain't this fun!
_________________________________
-Pobrecito, se va a ahogar.
-Saquenlo, donde está?
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________

Here I come!
_________________________________

This time I'm going to get you!
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________

-Oh, no, no, no, Donald. Don't do that.
-What?
_________________________________

Let me go, let me out of here!

You can't do this to me!
_________________________________

Take your hands off of me!

This is a free country.

_________________________________
(SCREAMING)

_________________________________
PANCHITO: (LAUGHS)
So, you like pretty girls, huh?
_________________________________

Let's go!

_________________________________
-(PANCHITO LAUGHING)
-DONALD: Lemme go!
_________________________________

Don't ruffle your feathers, Donald.
_________________________________

Look, I will show you the night life
of Mexico City.

_________________________________
-Beautiful, no?
-JOE: Colossal!
_________________________________

Oh, boy! Mexico City!

_________________________________
-JOE: Very beautiful city.
-(DONALD SCREAMS)
_________________________________

Careful, Donald!
_________________________________

Even the sky is full of romantic.

_________________________________
DORA LUZ: (SINGING)
You belong to my heart
_________________________________

-She's beautiful!

-Now and forever

_________________________________
-And our love had its start

-Oh, boy!
_________________________________

Not long ago
_________________________________

We were gathering stars
_________________________________

While a million guitars

Played our love song
_________________________________
-(DONALD SCREAMS)
-When I said I love you
_________________________________
-Every beat of my heart said it too

-Oh, boy, oh, boy.
_________________________________

-It was a moment like this

-Aw.
_________________________________
Do you remember?
_________________________________

And your eyes threw a kiss
_________________________________

When they met mine
_________________________________

Now we all own the stars
_________________________________

And a million guitars

Are still playing
_________________________________

Darling, you are the song
_________________________________

And you'll always
Belong to my heart
_________________________________
Waa, Waa, Waa
Waa, Waa
_________________________________
Waa-waa-waa
Waa-waa-waa
_________________________________
Waa, waa
Waa-waa-waa
_________________________________
Waa, waa-waa-waa
Waa, waa
_________________________________
Waa-waa-waa
Waa-waa-waa
_________________________________

It was a moment like this

_________________________________
-Do you remember?

-Uh-huh.
_________________________________

And your eyes threw a kiss
_________________________________

-When they met mine

-Don't do that!
_________________________________

Now we own all the stars
_________________________________

And a million guitars

Are still playing
_________________________________

Darling, you are the song

And you'll always belong to my heart

_________________________________
You belong

To my heart
_________________________________

Now and forever
_________________________________

Three caballeros

Three gay caballeros
_________________________________

Three caballeros

Three gay caballeros
_________________________________
(HOWLS)
_________________________________
(HOWLS)
_________________________________

When I said I love you

Every beat of my heart
_________________________________

Said it too

_________________________________
-Some fun, hey, kid?

-Some fun, hey, kid?

_________________________________
-Some fun, hey, kid?

-Some fun, hey, kid?
_________________________________

We're three caballeros

Three gay caballeros
_________________________________

They say we are birds of a feather
_________________________________
(CHIRPING)
_________________________________

We're happy amigos

No matter where he goes
_________________________________

The one, two, and three goes

We're always together
_________________________________

Darling, you are the song
_________________________________

And you'll always

Belong to my heart
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) Pretty girls,
pretty girls, pretty girls, pretty girls.

_________________________________
(MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
Oh, boy.
_________________________________
Ay, San Roque
_________________________________

-Zanduga mamá por dios
-Uh-oh.
_________________________________
Zanduga no sea ingrata
_________________________________
-Mamá de mi corazón
-Woo-woo!
_________________________________
-Ay, Zanduga
-Ay, Zanduga
_________________________________
-Zanduga mamá por dios
-Zanduga mamá por dios
_________________________________
Zanduga no sea ingrata
_________________________________
Mamá de mi Corazón
_________________________________

Eh, what's happening anyway?

Where am I?
_________________________________

Uh-oh.
_________________________________

My, my!
_________________________________

Uh-oh.
_________________________________
Waa-waa-waa
Waa-waa
_________________________________
Waa-waa
Waa-waa-waa
_________________________________
Waa-waa-waa-waa-waa
_________________________________

What?
_________________________________
Waa, waa-waa-waa
Waa-waa-waa-waa-waa-waa
_________________________________

What? (GRUMBLING)
_________________________________
(DONALD MUMBLES)
_________________________________

What? Waa!
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
(HUMS)
_________________________________
Waa-waa-waa
Waa-waa-waa-waa-waa-waa
_________________________________
Waa-waa-waa-waa-waa
Waa-waa-waa-waa-waa
_________________________________
(GRUMBLING)
_________________________________
(SINGING)
_________________________________
Yee-yow! Ha-ha-ha!
_________________________________
(SNORTS)
_________________________________

Come on, torito! Give it to me!
_________________________________

What's the matter with you?

Are you colorblind?
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
Ole!
_________________________________
Aha!
_________________________________
Epa, toro. Entrale.

_________________________________
Come on, bull. You bashful?
_________________________________
(CHEERS)
_________________________________
ALL: Ole!

_________________________________
Waa-waa-waa!
_________________________________
(SINGING)
Oh, through fair or stormy weather
_________________________________

We're always together
_________________________________

So let come what may
_________________________________

Like brother to brother

We're all for each other
_________________________________

The three caballeros
_________________________________

Forever we'll stay

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