Down in Mexico

The Coasters -- Down In Mexico

Down in the 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 pi-anna
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 sittin’ on a piano stool
I said a-tell me dad, when does the fun begin?
He just winked his eye and said Man, be cool

He wears a red bandana, plays a blues pi-anna
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico

All of a sudden in walks this chick
Joe starts playing on a Latin kick -- in Mexico
Around her waist she wore three fishnets -- in Mexico
She started dancin’ 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 dancin’ all around the floor
And then she did a dance I never saw before

So if you're south of the border
I mean down in a-Mexico
And you want to get straight, man
Don't hesitate
Just look up a cat named Joe

He wears a red bandana, plays a blues pi-anna
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico