I feel the hot wind on my shoulder
with a touch of a world that is over
i turn the switch and check the number
i feel the rhythm of the music
buy a product and never use it
I hear the talking of the dj
i turn it up and what does he say
CHORUS: im on a mexican radio
im on a mexican whoa-oh radio
I dial it in and tune the station
they talk about the u.s. invasion
I understand just a little
no comprehend and its a riddle
CHORUS x2
I wish i was in Tijuana
eatin barbequed iguana
I take requests on the telephone
im on a wavelength far from home
i feel the hot wind on my shoulder
i dial it in from south of the border
I hear the talking of the dj
I turn it up and what does he say
CHORUS x3
radio radio radio radio
vallejo radio vallejo radio
radio radio vallejo radio
radio radio radio radio
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