Track 6 of the album Bailando Despacio · 2015
Tortilla Flip Tango
by Max Solano
“Flour on my cheek and a tango that does not take itself seriously. The kitchen was the best rehearsal room I ever had.”
latin pop · latin pop · tango-pop · 2:18
Lyrics
Griddle's warm and the sun is high Flour on my cheek, I'm feeling fly Spin the pan and watch it go Round and golden, steal the show Uno, dos, here we go Catch it, catch it, nice and slow Flip, flip, tortilla tango Dance with me, dance with me, round the kitchen Flip, flip, tortilla tango Hands up, hands up, what a morning Warm and soft and turning in the light Everybody dance, everything's alright Neighbour smells it through the wall Knocks and grins and joins us all Salsa on the table, spoon in hand Breakfast is a marching band Uno, dos, here we go Catch it, catch it, nice and slow Flip, flip, tortilla tango Dance with me, dance with me, round the kitchen Flip, flip, tortilla tango Hands up, hands up, what a morning Warm and soft and turning in the light Everybody dance, everything's alright Clap, clap, turn around Feel the rhythm, feel the sound One more flip and then we eat Taste the sunshine, taste the beat Flip, flip, tortilla tango Dance with me, dance with me, round the kitchen Flip, flip, tortilla tango Hands up, hands up, what a morning Warm and soft and turning in the light Everybody dance, everything's alright Flip, flip, tango Hola, good morning, tango