Lyrics

Down in the Mexicali There's a crazy little place that I know Where the drinks are hotter than the chili sauce And the boss is a cat named Joe He wears a red bandana, plays a blues pianna (In a honky-tonk down in Mexico) He wears a purple sash and a black moustache (In a honky-tonk down in Mexico) Well, the first time that I saw him He was a-sittin' on a piano stool I said a-tell me dad, when does the fun begin? He just winked his eye and said man, be cool He wears a red bandana, plays a blues pianna (In a honky-tonk down in Mexico) He wears a purple sash and a black moustache (In a honky-tonk down in Mexico) (In Mexico) all of a sudden in walks this chick (In Mexico) Joe starts playing on a Latin kick (In Mexico) around her waist she wore three fishnets (In Mexico) she started dancin' with the castanets (In Mexico) I didn't know just what to expect (In Mexico) she threw her arms around my neck (In Mexico) we started dancin' all around the floor And then she did a dance I never saw before So if you're south of the border I mean down in my Mexico And you wanna get straight Man, don't hesitate Just look up a cat named Joe He wears a red bandana, plays a blues pianna (In a honky-tonk down in Mexico) He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache (In a honky-tonk down in Mexico) Yeah, como esta usted senorita? Ha-ha-ha Hey, come with me to the border, south of the border that is In the Mexico, yeah, in Mexico Yeah, you can get your kicks in Mexico Come with me, baby, come with me Come with me, yeah, crazy, ha-ha-ha Yeah
Writer(s): Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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