Mexicoma

I'm sittin' here stoned, at Tortilla Jo's Nobody knows my name and that's alright with me. She said adios, so I said hello Don Julio, top shelf, self help remedy Sure was good to know you I still wanna hold ya, But I know it's over. You ain't coming back. This ain't California, I'm somewhere south of the border, I'm in a mexicoma. My my my my my my mexicoma, I know it' over, But the sun still shines on a fool like me. You pulled the plug, on what I thought was love But I got just enough juice to forget about you and squeeze this lime. I can see the ocean (I can see the ocean) I can feel the breeze (I can feel the breeze) Almost can't remember how you left me, down here on my knees Sure was good to know you I still wanna hold ya, But I know it's over. You ain't coming back. This ain't Oklahoma, I'm somewhere south of the border, I'm in a mexicoma. My my my my my my mexicoma, I know it' over, But the sun still shines on a fool like me. I'm sittin' here stoned, at Tortilla Jo's And nobody knows my name and that's alright with me. My my my my my my mexicoma, I know it' over. I'm in a mexicoma. My my my my my my mexicoma, I know it' over. I'm in a mexicoma. My my my my my my mexicoma, I know it' over. I'm in a mexicoma. My my my my my my mexicoma, I know it' over, But the sun still shines on a fool like me.