up man Nah, night was the bomb homey We got up ay But I woke up with the biggest headache Hungover a bitch I'm never drinkin again Ha, yeah
I usually wait til Sunday to have my But it's Saturday and I up all crudo I I had one too many shots of tequila Mira, I heard I made a toast to mi Left a big tip, mariachis took my And the sad thing it is I don't remember shit Wait a minute, bartender can you pass me a And a nice cold Tacate, thank you, Anyways, was the bomb all night long Getting drunk off my ass, up on the glass Presidente and Coke, no joke Had me feeling like I never felt before so pour some Til I hit the or stumble out the door And when the bar closes, it's to hit the liquor store Tacates, or Cerveza Martina Taking of tequila while I'm la cantina
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I said I drink no more, but this can't be true 'cause it's not even and I already had two One with my menudo, and one the break Want me to promise that I won't drink, but that's a promise I 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 sitting at the bar from the beers that I drink You gotta be kidding me, the buzz is me Got me light-headed I'm headed to the with the homey Spark But they had some there tambien A twelve-packs that they jacked I'm feelin I can't win Everywhere I go there's alcohol til I It's 7 o'clock, but will I make it to last Hey homey, you vatos gonna be here for a If so see ya But if not you know where I'll be homey, at the
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Back in the cantina, my cerveza gonna be the same way as last night holmes, I bet ya Primos and friends one night to the other end The wicked wicked wino, is getting drunk Stumbling, I'm and it shows And wouldn't be suprised if on I'm throwing blows 'cause that's the way it goes, and knows But I'll just relax and go the flow Bartender I'm ready for another shot and won't stop I drop Or til somebody the cops My primo me up off the floor And said "I think you've a bit too much to drink I don't think you drink anymore" me out, up the hill to mi caton The bar's a few away but it took me a hour to get home I've learned my leason, rule number one of la Don't mix cerveza tequila
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You know every weekend I say I'm never gonna again But I'm going back to the cantina with mi familia I got something to all of you Never mix with tequila I'm you I'm out