Mexican Radio

I feel a hot wind on my shoulder And the touch of a world that is older I turn the switch and check the number I leave it on, when in bed, I slumber I hear the rhythms of the music I buy the product and never use it I hear the talking of the DJ Can't understand just what does he say I'm on a Mexican radio I'm on a Mexican, whoa, radio I dial it in and tune the station They talk about the U.S. inflation I understand just a little No comprende, it's a riddle I'm on a Mexican radio I'm on a Mexican, whoa, radio I'm on a Mexican radio I'm on a Mexican, whoa, radio I wish I was in Tijuana Eating barbequed iguana I took requests on the telephone I'm on a wavelength far from home I feel a hot wind on my shoulder I dial it in from south of the border I hear the talking of the DJ Can't understand just what does he say I'm on a Mexican radio I'm on a Mexican, whoa, radio I'm on a Mexican radio I'm on a Mexican, whoa, radio Radio, radio Radio, radio Radio, radio Radio, radio I'm on a Mexican radio I'm on a Mexican, whoa, radio I'm on a Mexican radio I'm on a Mexican, whoa, radio Radio, radio Radio, radio (what does he say?) Radio, radio Radio, radio Radio, radio