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Odds Against Tomorrow - The Modern Jazz Quartet

Perdido I look for my heart it's perdido

I lost it way down in Torido

While chancing a dance fiesta

Bolero he glanced as I danced the Bolero

Said taking off his sombrero

Let's meet for a sweet fietsa'

High was the sun when we first came close

Low was the moon when we said adios

Perdido since then has my heart been perdido

And I must go to Torido

Then you too lose perdido