Fly to Mexico
Man, I need to get away. There is too much on my mind.I think I'll fly to Mexico and waste a little time.
I want to sit down by the ocean with some Cuervo and a lime.
If I never make it home, then I'll be doing fine.
Hola senorita,
Una mas margarita.
Come and sit beside me, por favor
It's so hard to explain
How it takes away the pain
To drink tequila down here by the shore
Three weeks here in Mexico, doesn't seem to be enough.
All those days in a haze, my head is feeling rough.
The boss keeps blowing up my phone, he's thinking it's a bluff.
I told him I was coming home, just to pack my stuff.
Hola senorita,
Una mas margarita.
Come and sit beside me, por favor
It's so hard to explain
How it takes away the pain
To drink tequila down here by the shore
I'm going to say adios to the rat race.
I'll keep my feet firmly planted in the sand.
I'll be at ease living here in the sea breeze.
And forever I will live a happy man.
Hola senorita,
Una mas margarita.
Come and sit beside me, por favor
It's so hard to explain
How it takes away the pain
To drink tequila down here by the shore
Poetry by JustBob
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Written on 2016-08-02 at 14:25
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