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 pianna [this is the way he pronounces

It; to rhyme with "bandana"]

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 sittin' 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 pianna

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 dancin' with the castanets

I didn't know just what to expect

She threw her arms around my neck

We started dancin' 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 wanna get straight,

Man, don't hesitate

Just look up a cat named Joe.

He wears a red bandana, plays a blues pianna

In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico

He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache

In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico

[Spoken by Carl Gardner:]
 [bad word] est usted senorita [bad word] with me to the border, south of the border, that is

In Mexico, yeah in Mexico

You can get your kicks in Mexico [bad word] with me [bad word] with [bad word] with me, crazy, yeah