"Mexican Jail" lyrics

Cooper Alan, Trey Lewis & Thomas Mac Lyrics

"Mexican Jail"

Me and some buddies
Were workin' down around Lubbock
Lookin' for something to do
Somebody had the bright idea
To cross the border and have us a few

It all started off with some cold coronas
Tequila, salt, and lime
Four seƱoritas in an El Camino
They wanted to have a good time

You can say that you've been all around the world
And got a lotta stories to tell
But I bet you next month's rent that you've never spent
A week in a Mexican jail
Ay, ay, ay, ay, if you can't make bail
It's a week in a Mexican jail

We all piled in and left the cantina
Behind us in a cloud of dust
She was driving so fast we didn't even notice
Those blue lights chasin' us
Then he showed me the badge and said something in Spanish
Whatever it was, wasn't good
All I remember were those handcuffs clicking
And my face on a dusty hood

You can say that you've been all around the world
And got a lotta stories to tell
But I bet you next month's rent that you've never spent
A week in a Mexican jail
Ay, ay, ay, ay, if you can't make bail
It's a week in a Mexican jail

Yeah, south of the border looks warm in pictures
But believe me, the nights get cold
But if you go, don't run off the federale's daughter
'Cause you might not make it home
Yeah, unfortunately I know

You can say that you've been all around the world
And got a lotta stories to tell
But I bet you next month's rent that you've never spent
A week in a Mexican jail
Ay, ay, ay, ay, if you can't make bail
It's a week in a Mexican jail


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