Mexicoma

I'm sittin' here stoned, at Tortilla Jo's

Nobody knows my name and that's alright with me.

She said adios, so I said hello

Don Julio, top shelf, self help remedy

Sure was good to know you

I still wanna hold ya,

But I know it's over.

You ain't coming back.

This ain't California,

I'm somewhere south of the border,

I'm in a mexicoma.

My my my my my my mexicoma,

I know it' over,

But the sun still shines on a fool like me.

You pulled the plug, on what I thought was love

But I got just enough juice to forget about you and squeeze this lime.

I can see the ocean (I can see the ocean)

I can feel the breeze (I can feel the breeze)

Almost can't remember how you left me, down here on my knees

Sure was good to know you

I still wanna hold ya,

But I know it's over.

You ain't coming back.

This ain't Oklahoma,

I'm somewhere south of the border,

I'm in a mexicoma.

My my my my my my mexicoma,

I know it' over,

But the sun still shines on a fool like me.

I'm sittin' here stoned, at Tortilla Jo's

And nobody knows my name and that's alright with me.

My my my my my my mexicoma,

I know it' over.

I'm in a mexicoma.

My my my my my my mexicoma,

I know it' over.

I'm in a mexicoma.

My my my my my my mexicoma,

I know it' over.

I'm in a mexicoma.

My my my my my my mexicoma,

I know it' over,

But the sun still shines on a fool like me.