So I’m Talking along with the frosty haired girl at the bar
She Says she’s from Mexico and I respond wow that’s far
Somewhere there in between vodka fueled breath in my ear
Lose hold of gravity keeping my legs put right here

And oh Margarita
I’m taking it easy
Cause I got a promise to keep
It’s depending on me
Senorita, she’s all I need

Discussion ranges from the movies to how [bad word] you got
Better keep talking for fear that there isn’t a lot….to say

Inevitably I’ll get home and I crawl into bed
I’ll wisper I love you and you won’t quite hear what I’ve said