How I love the kisses of dolores Oh I love her aye-aye-aye dolores Not marie or emily or doris None of them but only my dolores just dolores From a balcony above me She whispers "love me" and throws a rose Ah but she is twice as lovely As the rose she throws I would die to be with my dolores To be near her aye-aye-aye dolores I was made to serenade dolores Serenade her chorus after chorus Just imagine eyes like moon rise A voice like music lips like wine What a break if I could make dolores Mine all mine I would die to be with my dolores To be near her aye-aye-aye dolores I was made to serenade dolores Serenade her chorus after chorus Just imagine eyes like moon rise A voice like music lips like wine What a break if I could make dolores Mine all mine