Oh, weary me
I'm broke as a man can be
My bills are all due, I got holes in my shoe
Bill collectors, they won't let me sleepIf I could teach my chihuahua to sing
I could make cash registers ring
What a sight to behold her
She could sit on my shoulder and whimper in harmonyIf I can teach my chihuahua to sing
What a wonderful world, will it, would be
I can take her to the border and teach her how to order
Margaritas and fajitas, senoritas would bringThe circus is coming to town
The telephone lines are down
While the tight rope they're stretchin'
Well, my puppy is fetchin' the tin cans all scattered aroundIf I could teach my chihuahua to sing
The world would live in peace
Instead of them fightin', everyone would be writin'
Love letters to senators and policeIf I could teach my chihuahua to sing
What a brave new world it would be
I could take her to China, on a big jet airliner
And bark in the park 'til the freedom bells ringIf I could teach my chihuahua to sing
There'd be no more sorrow and grief
I could take her to the border and teach her how to order
Guacamole and pozole and feel holy and free
Songwriters
RHODES, KIMMIE / ELY, JOE / RHODES, GABEPublished by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC