Mexican Radio

I feel a hot wind on my shoulder

And the touch of a world that is older

I turn the switch and check the number

I leave it on when in bed I slumber

I hear the rhythms of the music

I buy the product and never use it

I hear the talking of the deejay

Can't understand just what does he sayChorus

I'm on a mexican radio

I'm on a mexican - whao - radioI dial it in and tune the station

They talk about u.s. inflation

I understand just a little

No comprende it's a riddleChorus - 4 timesI wish I was in tijuana

Eating barbequed iguana

I'd take requests on the telephone

I'm on a wavelength far from home

I feel a hot wind on my shoulder

I did it in from south of the border

I hear the talking of the deejay

Can't understand just what does he sayWhat does he say?