A dusty road made of coblestone The sun goes down, you're here alone The day is hot, the night gets hotter Don't you quench your thirst on the local water, oh no
Yeah, the music suite like a cool [Santana] You wring your sweat from your red bandana Like a flash from the past to the pale green coast This ain't Hollywood, this is Mexico
I think I'm going down
I wanna, I wanna (oh oh) Go to Mexico There's a time to stay, there's a time to go home I wanna, I wanna (oh oh) Go to Mexico You cross the borderline with your best fandango
(Oh.....I wanna, oh oh go away oh, Mexico) I really wanna go now (Oh.....I wanna, oh oh go away oh, Mexico)
I wanna, I wanna, go to Mexico I wanna, I wanna, go to Mexico I wanna, I wanna, go to Mexico I wanna, I wanna, go to Mexico
(Oh.....I wanna, oh oh go away oh, Mexico) I really wanna go now
A smokey room señorita Spinning around on straight tequila It's all too fast when you're moving slow This ain't Hollywood, this is Mexico
And my head is spinning 'round
I wanna, I wanna (oh oh) Go to Mexico There's a time to stay, there's a time to go home I wanna, I wanna (oh oh) Go to Mexico You cross the borderline with your best fandango
I wanna, I wanna (oh oh) Go to Mexico I wanna, I wanna (oh oh) Go to Mexico I wanna, I wanna (oh oh) Go to Mexico
I wanna, I wanna (oh oh) Go to Mexico I really wanna go now I wanna, I wanna (oh oh) Go to Mexico Cross the borderlineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
