Walking down Calle Ocho
at a towering five feet tall
brown baggin’ his drink
with his fedora and all
Don’t give him no shit
cause he won’t be friendly
the little ones are the meanest
and your life he will end-y
Little Juan is what they call him
he’s a crazy killer
once the lights go out
you’ll think your in Thriller
“Darkness creeps
across the land”
and all that crap
you better run from this man
If you bump into him
you know it’s over
it won’t matter whether he’s
drunk or sober
So stay off the Ocho
when it’s late at night
because Little Juan is there
and he’s looking for a fight
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