La Cantina

What's up man

Nah, last night was the bomb homey

We got fucked up ey

But I woke up with the biggest fucking headache

Hungover like a fucking bitch

I'm never drinking again homeboy

Ha, yeah right

I usually wait till Sunday to have my menudo

But it's Saturday and I woke up all crudo

I think I had one too many shots of tequila

Mira, I heard I made a toast to mi vida

Left a big tip, mariachis took my grip

And the sad thing about it is I don't remember shit

Wait a minute, bartender can you pass me a limon

And a nice cold Tecate, thank you, simon

Anyways, yesterday was the bomb all night long

Getting drunk off my ass, bottoms up on the glass

Presidente and Coke, 1800's no joke

Had me feeling like I never felt before so pour some more

Till I hit the floor or stumble out the door

And when the bar closes, it's time to hit the liquor store

Drinking Tecates, or cerveza mas fina

Taking shots of tequila while I'm in la cantina

Sitting in the cantina

A Latino con ojos como un chino, downing the tequila

Meet a bartender, let me get a round for everyone

Jose Cuervo, 1800, till the bottle's done

Sitting in the cantina

A Latino con ojos como un chino, downing the tequila

Meet a bartender, let me get a round for everyone

And when the bottle's done crack another one

I said I wouldn't drink no more, but this can't be true

Cuz it's not even noon and I already had two

One with my menudo, and one during the break

You want me to promise that I won't drink, but that's a promise I can't make

Still suffering, hungover from the night before

But the only way to fix it is to drink some more

So did I? But of course what you think?

I'm sitting at the bar infront of beers and I won't drink?

You gotta be kidding me, the buzz is hitting me

Got me feeling light-headed

I'm headed to the park with the homey Spark

But they had some pisto there tambien

A couple twelve-packs that they jacked

I'm feeling like there ain't no end

Cuz everywhere I go there's alcohol till I fall

It's 7 o'clock, but will I make it to last call

Hey homey, you vatos gonna be here for a while?

If so I'll see ya

But if not you know where I'll be homey, at the cantina

Sitting in the cantina

A Latino con ojos como un chino, downing the tequila

Meet a bartender, let me get a round for everyone

Jose Cuervo, 1800, till the bottle's done

Sitting in the cantina

A Latino con ojos como un chino, downing the tequila

Meet a bartender, let me get a round for everyone

And when the bottle's done crack another one

Back in the cantina, sipping my cerveza

It's gonna be the same way as last night holmes, I bet ya

Primos and friends from one end to the other end

The wicked wicked wino, is getting drunk again

Stumbling, I'm wasted and it shows

And wouldn't be suprised if later on I'm throwing blows

Cuz that's the way it goes, and everybody knows

But I'll just relax and go with the flow

Bartender I'm ready for another shot and won't stop until I drop

Or till somebody calls the cops

My primo picked me up off the floor

And said "I think you've a little bit too much to drink

I don't think you should drink anymore"

Dragging my body up the hill to mi canton

The bar's five minutes away but it took me an hour to get home

I've learned my lesson, rule number one of the cantina

Don't mix cerveza with tequila

Sitting in the cantina

A Latino con ojos como un chino, downing the tequila

Meet a bartender, let me get a round for everyone

Jose Cuervo, 1800, till the bottle's done

Sitting in the cantina

A Latino con ojos como un chino, downing the tequila

Meet a bartender, let me get a round for everyone

And when the bottle's done crack another one

You know every weekend I say I'm never gonna drink again

But I'm always going back to the cantina with mi familia

I got something to tell all of you

Never mix cerveza with tequila

I'm warning you

I'm out