So why is everyone staring at the f**ing gringos? (Don't know!)
Why is everyone staring at the f**ing gringos? (Don't know!)
I can't sip a simple beer after the show? (Uh-uh)
Tell me why, tell me why they make trouble in the night?
In the night, in the night, naughty f**ers like to fight
(I don't want to go to Mexico no more, no more)
(There's a big fat copper at the door, door, door)
(He grabbed me by the collar, screamed to pay a dollar)
(I don't want to go to Mexico no more)
If I keep my knife close, then my knife stays close to me
He a**ures he'll keep me safe and allegiance to me
My knife simply asks for courage from me
To keep him sharp and keep him shiny and always on me
Just asks me when and where and I will always keep you free
That's what my knife promises, that what my knife promises me
He knows my only importance is my long lady
So I will always keep you sharp and I will keep you free
(Their guns go click, their guns go boom)
But nothing stops my knife once it's slicing through the room
(Their guns go click, their guns go boom)
Boom, boom, boom
(They don't let me into Mexico no more, no more)
(There's a big pool of blood on the floor)
Drive her away
Forever you and me
Free
From all them screams
(Shh)
(Woo-ya)
(Woo-ya)
(Woo-ya)
Whipped cream plays, from the Tijuana bra** (Woo-ya)
Tension screams, I think we better watch our a** (Woo-ya)
So why's everyone interested in the f**ing gringos? (Don't know)
Tell me why, tell me why, they make trouble in the night?
In the night, in the night, lonely drunkards like to fight
(I don't want to go to Mexico no more, no more)
(There's a big fat f** at the door, door, door)
(He grabbed me by the collar, tried to make me holler)
(I don't want to go to Mexico no more)
My knife is a magnet to the blood under your skin
He likes to land under your belly or your chin
Inside of your thigh or straight into your eye
My knife knows how to stop the violence by taking your life
My knife pulls me forward, into his heart then back again
Spins me around to see fear in their eyes start to begin
My knife moves calmly, my knife moves slow
My knife let's you know there is nowhere for them to go
(Their guns go click, their guns go boom)
But nothing stops my knife once it's slicing through the room
(Their guns go click, their guns go boom)
Boom, boom, boom
They don't let me into Mexico no more, no more
There's a big pool of blood on the floor, floor, floor
They grabbed my lady's collar
They tried to make her holler
No, they don't let me into Mexico no more
Drive her away
Forever you and me
Safe
No one will make chase
(Their guns go click, their guns go boom)
(Their guns go click, their guns go boom)
Boom, boom, boom
They don't let us into Mexico no more, no more
There's a big pool of blood on the floor, floor, floor
They tried to make us holler, so we had to cut their collars
They don't let us into Mexico no more
They don't let us into Mexico no more, no more
There's a big pool of blood on the floor, floor, floor
They tried to make us holler, so we had to cut their collars
They don't let us into Mexico no more
They don't let us into Mexico no more, no more
There's a big pool of blood on the floor, floor, floor
They tried to make us holler, so we had to cut their collars
They don't let us into Mexico no more
They don't let us into Mexico no more, no more
There's a big pool of blood on the floor, floor, floor
They tried to make us holler, so we had to cut their collars
They don't let us into Mexico no more
They don't let us into Mexico no more, no more
There's a big pool of blood on the floor, floor, floor
They tried to make us holler, so we had to cut their collars
They don't let us into Mexico no more