Down in Mexicali 
There's a crazy little place that I know 
Where the drinks are hotter than the chili sauce 
And the boss is a cat named Joe 
 
He wears a red bandanna, plays a blues piano 
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico 
He wears a purple sash and a black mustache 
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico 
 
Well, the first time that I saw him 
He was sittin' on a piano stool 
I said "Tell me, dad, when does the fun begin?" 
He just winked his eye and said, "Man, be cool" 
 
He wears a red bandanna, plays a blues piano 
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico 
He wears a purple sash and a black mustache 
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico 
 
In Mexico 
All of a sudden in walks this chick 
In Mexico 
Joe starts playing on a Latin kick 
 
In Mexico 
Around her waist she wore three fishnets 
In Mexico 
She started dancin' with the castanets 
 
In Mexico 
I didn't know just what to expect 
In Mexico 
She threw her arms around my neck 
 
In Mexico 
We started dancin' all around the floor 
And then she did a dance I never saw before 
 
So if you're south of the border 
I mean down in the Mexico 
And you wanna get straight, man, don't hesitate 
Just look up a cat named Joe 
 
He wears a red bandanna, plays a blues piano 
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico 
He wears a purple sash, and a black mustache 
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico 
 
Yeah, como est usted senorita 
Come with me to the border 
South of the border, that is 
In Mexico, yeah in Mexico 
 
You can get your kicks in Mexico 
Come with me, baby, come with me 
Come with me, crazy, yeah 
 
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