Mexico - Live

Way down here, you need a reason to move
 Feel a fool running your stateside games
 Lose your load, leave your mind behind
 Baby, James
 Oh, Mexico
 It sounds so simple, I just got to go
 The sun's so hot, I forgot to go home
 I guess I'll have to go now
 Americano's got the sleepy eyes
 But his body's still shakin' like a live wire
 Senorita with her eyes on fire
 Don't you know
 Oh, Mexico
 It sounds so sweet with the sun sinkin' low
 The moon so bright likes to light up the night
 Make everything alright
 Baby's hungry and the money's all gone
 The folks back home don't want to talk on the phone
 She gets a long letter and sends back a postcard
 Times are hard
 Oh, down in Mexico
 I've never really been, so I don't really know
 Oh, Mexico
 I guess I'll have to go now
 Oh, Mexico
 I've never really been but I'd sure like to go
 Oh Mexico
 I guess I'll have to go now
 Talkin' 'bout Mexico
 Little honkey tonk out in Mexico
 South of Margaritaville, I've been told
 Andale, Andale, vamonos
 Oh, yeah, let's load this cast of characters
 On that boat and head south
 Oh, yeah we got a wind at our back
 Smooth sailin' all the way
 We got old Nordstrom, he's our chef
 He's down in that galley cookin' up a Barometer Soup for us
 We gotta stop at our offshore Bank of Bad Habits
 And make a deposit or a withdrawal
 I don't know which one, y'know
 We're goin' down to the land of the Mayans
 Yeah, they were here long before the cavemen were
 Cavemen in blue jeans oh, excuse me, that's not Politically Correct
 That's cave persons in blue jeans
 Skip, Wiley and Skink, we may run into them
 Up to no good down there
 Watch out for those barefoot children
 Stompin' around in those puddles
 Oh, yeah, and that remittance man
 He's just goin' round and round
 He may run into 'ol Frank Bama
 Cruisin' around in the Hemisphere Dancer
 I don't know, I might have my Long Board down there