Tequila Sheila (Live)

So won't you pour me another tequila, Sheila

Take off that red satin dress

I crossed the border and I beat the dealer

For all the damn gold in Juarez

I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila

And I've got the pesos to spend, yes I do

So pour me another tequila, Sheila

And lay down and love me again

No, I can't tell you about it

But don't mind my gun by the bed

I feel kinda naked without it

But it eases the fears in my paranoia

You can pass me the salt and the lemon, uh huh

Then bend down and blow out the light

I never trusted the women, Sheila

But I'm gonna trust you tonight

So you can pour me another tequila, Sheila

And I'm gonna put on your red satin dress, yes I am

You put on my funky old britches, yeah

And Sheila, I wish you the best

I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila

I need a fast horse and a friend

So pour me another tequila, Sheila

And I'll ride for the border again

Yeah, pour me another tequila, Sheila

And I'll ride for the border again