Lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1] I feel the hot wind on my shoulder And the touch of a world that is older I hit the switch and check the number I leave it on and then I slumber I hear the rhythm ringing through it Flamenco guitar y Cumbia music I hear the talking of the D.J Let's have a listen What does he say? [Chorus] I'm on a Mexican radio I'm on a Mexican woah radio [Verse 2] I dial it in and tune the station They talk about the Iraq invasion I understand just a little No comprende its a riddle [Chorus] I'm on a Mexican radio I'm on a Mexican woah radio [Bridge] I wish I was in Tijuana Sipping back an ice cold cahuama I take requests on the telephone I'm on a wavelength far from home I feel the hot wind on my shoulder I dial in from south of the border I hear the talking of the D.J Let's try to figure out What does he say? [Chorus] I'm on a Mexican radio (What does he say?) (Woah) I'm on a Mexican woah radio (What does he say?) (Woah) I'm on a Mexican radio (What does he say?) (Woah) I'm on a Mexican woah radio (Whats he fuckin' say?) [Outro] Radio radio radio (What does he say?) radio Radio radio radio (What does he say?) radio Radio