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)

I 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 (Mexicoma)

I know it' over

I'm in a Mexicoma (I'm in a Mexicoma)

My, my, my, my, my, my, Mexicoma (Mexicoma)

I know it' over

But the sun still shines on a fool like me