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 DJ

(Can't understand, just what does he say?)

I'm on a Mexican radio

I'm on a Mexican woh-oh radio

I dial it in and tune the station

They talk about the U.S. inflation

I understand just a little

No comprende, it's a riddle

I'm on a Mexican radio

I'm on a Mexican whoa-oh radio

I wish I was in Tijuana

Eating barbequed iguana

I'd take requests on the telephone

I'm on a wavelength far from my home

I feel a hot wind on my shoulder

I dial it in from south of the border

I hear the talking of the DJ

(Can't understand, just what does he say?)

I'm on a Mexican radio

I'm on a Mexican woh-oh radio

I'm on a Mexican radio

I'm on a Mexican woh-oh radio

Radio

Radio

Radio

Radio

Radio

Radio

Radio

Radio

I'm on a Mexican radio

I'm on a Mexican woh-oh radio

I'm on a Mexican radio

I'm on a Mexican woh-oh radio

Radio

Radio

(What does he say?)

Radio

Radio

Radio

Radio

Polyo

Radio

Radio

Radio

Radio

Radio

Radio

Radio