up ese Nah, last was the bomb homey We got up ay But I woke up with this big Lemme tell you, a story about the cantina
I usually wait til Sunday to my menudo But it's and I woke up all crudo I think I had one too shots of tequila Mira, I heard I made a toast to mi Left a big tip, mariachis my grip And the sad thing about it is I don't remember a minute, bartender can you pass me a lemon And a cold Tacate, thank you, simon Anyways, yesterday was the bomb all night Getting drunk off my ass, up on the glass Presidente and Coke, 1800's no Had me feeling like I never felt before so pour some Til I hit the or stumble out the door And if that happens, it's time to hit the store Drinkin Tacates, or Martina shots of tequila while I'm la cantina
You can catch me in la cantina drunk La cantina, 'cause where we party up La cantina's mi vida, you know it's La cantina, cantina you that I love you
I I wouldn't drink no more, but this can't be true 'cause not even noon and I already had two Times three, that's me taking all I can take Want me to promise that I won't drink, but a promise I can't make So suffering, hungover from the night But the way to fix it is to drink some more So did I? But of what you think? I'm at the bar from the beers that I won't drink You gotta be kidding me, the is hitting me Got me light-headed I'm headed to the park with the homey But they had besto there tambien A couple twelve-packs that jacked I'm like I can't win Everywhere I go there's til I fall It's 7 o'clock, but will I make it to call You vatos gonna be for a while? If so see ya But if not you where I'll be homey, at the cantina
Back in the cantina, my cerveza It's be the same way as last night holmes, I bet ya Primos and friends from one night to the end The wicked wicked wino, is getting again Stumbling, I'm wasted and it And wouldn't be suprised if later on I'm blows that's the way it goes, and everybody knows But just relax and go with the flow I'm ready for another shot and won't stop until I drop Or til somebody calls the My primo me up off the floor And "Homey you're tore up We're cutting you off, not drinking anymore" me out, up the hill to mi caton The bar's a few minutes but it took me a hour to get home I've learned my leason, rule number one of la Don't mix cerveza tequila
You every weekend I say I'm never gonna drink again But I'm going back to the cantina with mi familia right, and if there's one thing I've learned It's don't mix cerveza with I'm you