Gabriel Negrete grew up in Paramount, California and has been on the forefront of blues in Orange County for the past 12 years.
Story behind the song
Written while recovering from foot surgery. About a montonge of kids I knew growing up in Los Angeles, California. Just a fun little song.
Lyrics
Here’s a story bout a peewee around ’78
From Paramount Califas Dog Patch down in South L.A.
This mocosio was my tio, he was short and fat,
When he would laugh his eyes would disappear, yeah it’s like that,
And everybody, would make fun of him but he didn’t mind,
Called him Cochino for as we know, till the end of time
Cochino where you going?
Cochino where you been?
Ay Cochino estas grocero,
Ay Cochino come on in.
We had a BBQ, Chochino was showed up right on time,
When ever there was food involved, he’d be in front of the line,
He’d have seconds thirds and fourths and clean his mouth on his sleeve,
Then quickly waddle to his bike, yelling goodbye and leave,
And then he made it home by two, just in for lunch,
and beg his mom for extra because he didn’t make brunch,
Cochino where you going?
Cochino where you been?
Ay Cochino estas grocero,
Ay Cochino come on in.
One Summer something happened that would change his life,
He grew a foot, good work afoot, his voice got deep inside,
A neighbor lady taught him manners and a few other things,
Like how to walk, dance move and talk, and a few "other things",
Suddenly girls from all around who used to get grossed out,
Would wear tight shirts and miniskirts, and follow him and shout...
Cochino where you going?
Cochino where you been?
Ay Cochino estas grocero,
Ay Cochino come on in.
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