Just below San Diego
Tijuana, land of broken dreams
Señoritas dancing in the moonlight
Flashing Spanish dark eyes
To everyone, it seems
They say "Hey gringo
Can you take us across the border?
Just tell them I'm your daughter
Of a local."
They say "Hey gringo
Can you take us across the border?
Just tell them I'm your daughter
Of a local."
Down the backstreets
Through the alleys
All the young men stand with pride
They guard the palace
To the kingdom
Called Tijuana
They say
Can you take us across the border
To the other side
