Down in Mexico

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 bandana, plays a blues piano
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
Well, the first time that I saw him
He was sitting 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 bandana, plays a blues piano
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
All of a sudden in walks this chick
Joe starts playing on a Latin kick
Around her waist she wore three fishnets
She started dancing with the castanets
I didn't know just what to expect
She threw her arms around my neck
We started dancing 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 Mexico
And you want to get straight
Man, don't hesitate
Just look up a cat named Joe
He wears a red bandana, plays a blues piano
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache
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