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A friend of mine sat me down the other day
She said Iâve got something important to say
Youâve been looking so sad these days
Iâve got the cure for your meloncholi-ay, she said
Câmon, Mexico we got to go
Câmon we got to go dear olâ Mexico
She said Iâve got people down in Coyacon
Near the Blue House full of Fridaâs songs
Bougainvillea blooming right outside your room
A man with a pushcart wants to sell you the news
Câmon, Mexico â¦we got to go
Câmon we got to goâ¦dear old Mexico
Bomp bomp bomp, bomp bomp bomp, bomp bomp bomp we got to go
Bomp bomp bomp, bomp bomp bomp, bomp bomp bomp we got to go
Walkinâ down Reforma with your six guns on
You and your lover in the soft pink dawn
Mariachi Square blazinâ all night long
Youâll be drinkin anejo and singinâ this song
Youâll sayâ¦.
câmon mexicoâ¦we gotta go
Câmon we gotta goâ¦. dear olâ mexico
Bomp bomp bomp, bomp bomp bomp, bomp bomp bomp we got to go
Bomp bomp bomp, bomp bomp bomp, bomp bomp bomp we got to go
All this happened a while ago
I still get sad sometimes as you well know
But when I do I hear your soft voice say
Iâve got the cure for your meloncholi-ay
Câmon, Mexico â¦we got to go
Câmon we got to go, dear old Mexico we got to go