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’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 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?
