To Mexico

My amiga, come over here and bring that beer

The fruit is sweeter, the golden air it makes me clear

The desert sea goes, dazzled in the orange sun

The clock he slows, he knows it's cold where I'm from

I want to go to Mexico, to Mexico, I want to go

I want to go to Mexico, to Mexico, I'm going

O'er the horizon, the blue sky enters my eye

cnd I'm going to lie long, shaded sand is where I'll sigh

The friendly people, coloured wares and wary stares

cdobe steeple, leaves me be, I have no cares

I want to go to Mexico, to Mexico, I want to go

I want to go to Mexico, to Mexico, I'm going

In the tortilla light, culinary bliss i roam

cnd a rooster alights from the backroad charm

I want to go to Mexico, to Mexico, I want to go

I want to go to Mexico, to Mexico, I want to go