Mexican Radio Song Lyrics
I feel a hot wind on my shoulderAnd the touch of a world that is olderTurn the switch and check the numberLeave it on when in bed I slumberI hear the rhythms of the musicI buy the product and never use itI hear the talking of the djCan’t understand just what does he say?
I’m on a mexican radioI’m on a mexican radio
I dial it in and tune the stationThey talk about the u.s. inflationI understand just a littleNo comprende–it’s a riddle
I’m on a mexican radioI’m on a mexican radio
I wish I was in TiajuanaEating barbequed iguanaI’d take requests on the telephoneI’m on a wavelength far from homeI feel a hot wind on my shoulderI dial it in from south of the borderI hear the talking of the djCan’t understand just what does he say?