up ese Nah, last night was the homey We got up ay But I woke up with big hangover Lemme tell you, a story about the cantina
I usually wait til Sunday to my menudo But it's Saturday and I woke up all I think I had one too many shots of Mira, I heard I made a toast to mi Left a big tip, took my grip And the sad about it is I don't remember shit Wait a minute, bartender can you pass me a And a nice Tacate, thank you, simon Anyways, yesterday was the bomb all long Getting drunk off my ass, bottoms up on the Presidente and Coke, no joke Had me like I never felt before so pour some more Til I hit the or stumble out the door And if that happens, it's to hit the liquor store Tacates, or Cerveza Martina Taking shots of while I'm la cantina
You can catch me in la cantina drunk La cantina, that's where we party up La cantina's mi vida, you know it's La cantina, cantina you know I love you
I said I wouldn't drink no more, but this be true it's not even noon and I already had two Times three, that's me all that I can take Want me to promise that I won't drink, but a promise I can't make So suffering, hungover from the before But the only way to fix it is to drink more So did I? But of course what you I'm at the bar from the beers that I won't drink You gotta be me, the buzz is hitting me Got me light-headed I'm headed to the park the homey Spark But they had some besto there A couple that they jacked I'm like I can't win Everywhere I go alcohol til I fall It's 7 o'clock, but I make it to last call You vatos be here for a while? If so see ya But if not you know I'll be homey, at the cantina
Back in the cantina, sippin my gonna be the same way as last night holmes, I bet ya Primos and friends one night to the other end The wicked wino, is getting drunk again Stumbling, I'm and it shows And wouldn't be suprised if later on I'm blows that's the way it goes, and everybody knows But I'll relax and go with the flow Bartender I'm ready for another shot and won't stop until I Or til calls the cops My picks me up off the floor And said "Homey you're up We're cutting you off, you're not anymore" Drag me out, up the hill to mi The bar's a few minutes away but it took me a to get home learned my leason, rule number one of la cantina Don't mix cerveza with
You know weekend I say I'm never gonna drink again But I'm always going back to the cantina with mi That's right, and if there's one thing learned It's mix cerveza with tequila I'm you