I'm fed up with my work And the boss is a jerk It feels like I'm wasting my time In a dead-end job I'm having to rob Peter to pay Paul a dime Why don't we jump in my car Just to see how far This ol' beat up rambler will drive And trade it all in for the Taste of tequila and lime (and) Warm sunny beaches Follow the wind where it blows Tall palm trees greet us Blue ocean waving hello You could be my senorita Oh and I'll never let you go Drinkin' cold marguerites On the warm sunny beaches In Mexico Every sunny day We could laugh at the way We used to live nine to five In a hammock-swing We'll forget everything Nothing but love on our minds And after siesta We'll have a fiesta And party until morning-time And when the sun comes up (stops) we'll be singing out Ay ay ay ay! (on)