Roy just crossed the floor

and picked up his car keys

and she ain't seen or

heard from him to this day

And that's why

God made Mexico

a place where

we can lay low

And the Cuervo goes

down nice and slow

and the warm wind blows

that's why God made Mexico

And Betty fixed Joe

dinner every night

half past six

'cause that's when he

rolled through that door

For sixteen years

and not a thank you

from his lips

she don't fix him

dinner no more

And that's why

God made Mexico

a place where

we can lay low

Where the Cuervo goes

down nice and slow

and the warm winds blow

that's why God made Mexico

'Cause life is sweet

in a border town

you learn to let

your hair down

And you don't make trouble

you learn to dance

the fandango

You change your name

maybe change your face

get used to beans

and chilli paste

and you learn to live and love

life in the slow lane

And that's why

God made Mexico

a place where

we can lay low

Maybe monterey

or Acapulco

anywhere the

warm winds blow

don't you know

that's why God made Mexico

Oh-woah

that's why God made

made Mexico...