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BSO DEATH PROOF DOWN IN MEXICO LYRICS

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 piano
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 sitting on a piano stool
I said "Tell me man, when does the fun begin?"
He just winked his eye and said "Man, be cool."

He wears a red bandana
Plays a blues piano
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
He wears a purple sash
And a black moustache
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico

In Mexico
All of a sudden in walks this chick
In Mexico
Joe starts playing on a Latin kick
In Mexico
Around her waist she wore three fishnets
In Mexico
She started dancing with the castanets
In Mexico
I didn't know just what to expect
In Mexico
She threw her arms around my neck
In Mexico
We started dancing all around the floor
In Mexico
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 piano
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
He wears a purple sash
And a black moustache
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico

Yeah, como esta usted señorita
Hey, come with me to Mexico city
Ah you can get your kicks in Mexico
Ah ah ah crazy
Come with me baby
Come with me
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Come with me señorita !
Yeah

Hold Tight

Hold tight, count to three
Gotta stay close by me
And hold tight, sing and shout
Just ride my round-about
And hold tight, shut your eyes
Girl, you suit me for size

Forget the other guys
You'll never fall each time you call
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight

Hold tight make me feel what you say is for real
And hold tight, Carousel, girl you'll soon ring my bell
And hold tight, we will fly, swinging low, swinging high

We're gonna make the sky
You'll never fall each time you call
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight

Hold tight, count to three
Gotta stay close by me
And hold tight, sing and shout
Just ride my round-about
And hold tight, shut your eyes
Girl, you suit me for size

Forget the other guys
You'll never fall each time you call
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight