Mexico City Blues - Vargas Blues Band

south of the border

the first time i played there

the sun was chile hot

drank that dos xx beer

as she made her entrance

how her perfect hips did sway

when she walked up to me

and asked me please

«señor, can you play?

the mexico city

the mexico city blues

the mexico city

mexico city blues»

dancing up a storm

she was blowing me a kiss

how she smiled at me

while i worked my frets

the waiter kept on pouring

tequila from his loaded tray

and as he winked at me

i heard him say

«por favor, please play

the mexico city

the mexico city blues

the mexico city

mexico city blues»

it was getting late

i saw her getting up to go

i packed up my guitar

and stumbled to the door

but she was with the waiter

laughing as they walked away

and as he turned around

i heard him say

«señor, it’s okay

you got

the mexico city

the mexico city blues

the mexico city

mexico city blues

i got

the mexico city

the mexico city blues

the mexico city

mexico city blues.