Mexican Radio

I feel a hot wind on my shoulder

and the touch of a world that is older

I turn the switch and check the number

I leave it on when in bed I slumber

I hear the rhythms of the music

I buy the product and never use it

I hear the talking of the deejay

Can't understand just what does he say



Chorus

I'm on a Mexican Radio

I'm on a Mexican - whao - radio



I dial it in and tune the station

They talk about U.S. inflation

I understand just a little

No comprende it's a riddle



Chorus - 4 times



I wish I was in Tijuana

Eating barbequed iguana

I'd take requests on the telephone

I'm on a wavelength far from home

I feel a hot wind on my shoulder

I did it in from south of the border

I hear the talking of the deejay

Can't understand just what does he say



What does he say?


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