" Mexican Joe "
By Jim Reeves
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South of the border, hey, I know a lad,
He's got more fun than anybody's had,
Don't got no worry, don't got no dough,
Everybody's wondering 'bout Mexican Joe.
In old Mexico, he's the Rhumba King,
Leads all the women around on a string
When they go out, they get a million thrills,
But the lovely senoritas get's all the bills.
He makes the night spots all along the bay,
People want to see him when he comes their way,
He spreads so much joy everywhere he goes,
That everyone shouts "Viva la Mexican Joe"
He likes to gamble, at cards he's an ace,
He's always lucky with the cards with a face,
At winning the money, he is a whiz,
But when they win they don't collect
They don't know where he is
He don't do income tax, he don't got no dough,
Still he gets along just fine, how we'll never know
He's got everything he wants a girl, a drink, a song,
If he use his formula he can't go wrong,
His favorite playground is where there's girls,
He's got that thing that sets their hearts a - whirl,
It couldn't be his money, ain't got a peso,
But when he wants a kiss, all he does is say so. |
