I was sweet and gentle, kind of sentimental
No one will deny it, that I was once so quiet
And then one magic night I learned to do the cha cha
And now I'll never be the same
For I have turned into a dancing kucharacha
And my mochacha is to blame

How can I be gentle, sweet and sentimental
While the cha cha's playing, and my heart is swaying
I find that I am even dancing when I'm walking
I'm haunted by the cha cha beat
I hear the rhythm start whenever we are talking
I do the cha cha in my sleep

 Ahh cha cha

Um la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la cha cha cha cha
La la la la la la la

I was sweet and gentle, kind of sentimental
No one will deny it, that I was once so quiet
And then one magic night I learned to do the cha cha
And now I'll never be the same
For I have turned into a dancing kucharacha
And my mochacha is to blame

How can I be gentle, sweet and sentimental
While the music's playing
I keep dancing the cha cha all day.

