Spanish flea
Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass Lyrics
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A record star he thought he'd be
He heard of singers like Beatles
And The Chipmunks he'd seen on TV
Why not a little Spanish flea?
And so he hid
Inside a doggie from MadridHe arrived in the city
Still singin his sweet harmony
As proud as any flea could be
He walked around
As if he owned the town
Humming his pint sized melody
With his guitar he knew he'd be a star
And in his own home town, how proud he'd be
Then all at once he met a man
Who said, "I'll help you if I can"
He listened close to his song
And then he sang right along for you see
He loved that little Spanish flea
The lyrics to Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass's song Spanish Flea tell the story of a little Spanish flea who dreams of becoming a famous singer like the Beatles and The Chipmunks. The flea hides inside a doggie from Madrid to make his way into the city, still singing his sweet melody as proud as any flea could be. He struts around with his guitar, humming his pint-sized melody, and dreaming of stardom in his own hometown. Suddenly, he meets a man who offers to help him and listens attentively to his song. The man then sings right along with him, showing his love and admiration for the little Spanish flea.
The lyrics of Spanish Flea are whimsical and playful, using a tiny flea as a metaphor for the hopes and dreams of every person who wants to be somebody someday. The song is an upbeat instrumental that showcases Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass's signature sound, blending cheerful trumpets and percussion with a catchy melody that is easy to hum along to. The song has a fast tempo that gives it a lively, exuberant feel, matching the flea's own bubbly personality.
Line by Line Meaning
There was a little Spanish flea
Once upon a time there was a small Spanish flea.
A record star he thought he'd be
He believed he could become a famous musician.
He heard of singers like Beatles
He learned about popular musicians such as The Beatles.
And The Chipmunks he'd seen on TV
He viewed The Chipmunks on television.
Why not a little Spanish flea?
He asked himself why not try to become a famous musician.
And so he hid
He concealed himself
Inside a doggie from Madrid
He went inside a dog from Madrid to travel.
He arrived in the city
He arrived in the city of his dreams.
Still singin his sweet harmony
He continued to sing his lovely tunes.
As proud as any flea could be
He was as proud as any flea would be.
He walked around
He strolled around.
As if he owned the town
As though he was the town's owner.
Humming his pint sized melody
He was humming his small yet melodious tune.
With his guitar he knew he'd be a star
He believed that he could become a star with his guitar.
And in his own home town, how proud he'd be
He felt as though he would be extremely proud in his hometown if he became famous.
Then all at once he met a man
Suddenly he met an important person.
Who said, "I'll help you if I can"
The person said that they would try to help him.
He listened close to his song
The person listened intently to his song.
And then he sang right along for you see
The person sang the song with him.
He loved that little Spanish flea
The person was a fan of the little Spanish flea's music.
Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
Written by: JULIUS WECHTER
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@micheljch
Music by Julius Wechter, lyrics by his wife Cissy:
There was a little Spanish flea;
a record star he thought he'd be.
He heard of singers like Beatles,
The Chipmunks he'd seen on TV.
Why not a little Spanish flea?
And so he hid
inside a doggie from Madrid.
He arrived in the city
still singin his sweet harmony,
as proud as any flea could be.
He walked around
as if he owned the town
humming his pint sized melody.
With his guitar he knew he'd be a star
and in his own home town, how proud they'd be.
Then all at once he met a man
who said, "I'll help you if I can".
He listened close to his song
and then sang right along for you see
he loved that little Spanish flea.
Wechter was a superb session percussionist, specializing in marimba and vibraphone, and appeared on a number of TJB cuts (and many other sessions of the day, including several songs on the Beach Boys' seminal "Pet Sounds" LP) as well as being the organizer and central figure of the Baja Marimba Band, seen by many as purely a novelty act but comprised of a whole host of crack musicians just like Wechter. He died in 1999, age 63, of lung cancer.
@youforget1000thingsaday
I've been listening to Herb Alpert and The Tijuana Brass my entire life because that's what my granny listened to when she was a kid in the 60s. Even as a twenty seven year old I have so many memories with this song. Beach days or just hanging out at home. LOVE Herb Alpert.
@jeanettebirkett776
I'm in my sixties and my grandad loved this.
@qwerky1309
Geez I must be as old as your granny! This was forced on me because my parents loved it. I thought it was so uncool. Still do but itβs a fun bit of nostalgia.
@cloroxbleach17
I'VE FINALLY FOUND THIS SONG AFTER 12 YEARS OF SEARCHINGβΊ
@janhammer39
Well thanks for your persistence.
@andolinismic
nice for you to find it before the joker movie
@Asmodeus_Dyke
Well now, theres Googleβ’οΈ humm
@KarlHamilton
Congratulations x
@timmmahhhh
Worth the search!
@kathiesciullo2179
Fun and fabulous music. Thatβs what made my childhood memorable. Loved the 60s.