The Bellamy Brothers — Almost Jamaica | караоке, мінус + текст пісні

Hey, pendejo, load that bag of weed up quick, man. Mohammed is waiting for it on the other side of the border. Man, I'm trying, but this crazy catapult is hard to aim and shoot. These bags of weed weigh about 100 pounds, and you gotta aim it just right. Fire it, man. Fire it. We gotta get out of here before the man comes. Oh, man, I think a sack of weed just landed on Willy's bus. We don't have to go to Mexico. Mexico came here. The cantina on the corner is lazy. Mariachi music is everywhere. Mariscos on the grill, smoke and hazy. Spanish floats in the air. It's a scene from Ol' Mexicali. From here to the Ohio Valley. And we're saving all that money on airfares. Don't have to put all those miles on the car. We might as well be south of the border right where we are. I can drink margaritas with my sweet chiquita any time of the year. We don't have to go to Mexico. Mexico came here. Lowriders crawl down Main Street. Hombres come and go. One heck of a discotheque beat. Every night is Cinco de Mayo. It's a total Tijuana. I'll meet you there mañana. And we're saving all that money on airfares. Don't have to put all those miles on the car. We might as well be south of the border right where we are. I can drink margaritas with my sweet chiquita any time of the year. We don't have to go to Mexico. Mexico came here. She speaks no English, so she tells no lies. But I understand her big, dark eyes. I can drink margaritas with my sweet chiquita any time of the year. We don't have to go to Mexico. Mexico came here. Mexico came here. Mexico came here.