What's up ese

Nah, last night was the bomb homey

We got tore up ay

But I woke up with this big hangover

Let me tell you, a little story about the cantina



I usually wait til Sunday to have my menudo

But it's Saturday and I woke up all crudo

I think I had one too many shots of tequila

Mira, I heard I made a toast to mi vida

Left a big tip, mariachis took my grip

And the sad thing about it is I don't remember shh..

Wait a minute, bartender can you pass me a limon

And a nice cold Tacate, thank you, simon

Anyways, yesterday was the bomb all night long

Getting drunk off my ass, bottoms up on the glass

Presidente and Coke, 1800's no joke

Had me feeling like I never felt before so pour some more

Til I hit the floor or stumble out the door

And if that happens, it's time to hit the liquor store

Drinkin Tacates, or Cerveza Martina

Taking shots of tequila while I'm la cantina



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Catch me in la cantina getting drunk (la cantina)

Cuz thats where we party up

La cantina es mi vida

You know its true (la cantina)

Cantina you know that I love you



I said I wouldn't drink no more, but this can't be true

Cuz it's not even noon and I already had two, times three, that's me

Taking all that I can take

You want me to promise that I won't drink, but that's a promise I can't make

So suffering, hungover from the night before

But the only way to fix it is to drink some more

So did I? But of course what you think?

I'm sitting at the bar from the beers that I won't drink

You gotta be kidding me, the buzz is hitting me

Got me feeling light-headed

I'm headed to the park with the homey Spark

But they had some besto there tambien

A couple twelve-packs that they jacked

I'm feelin like I can't win

Everywhere I go there's alcohol til I fall

It's 7 o'clock, but will I make it to last call

Hey you vatos gonna be here for a while?

If so I'll see ya

But if not you know where I'll be homey, at the cantina



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Back in the cantina, sippin my cerveza

It's gonna be the same way as last night homes, I bet ya

Primos and friends from one night to the other end

The wicked wicked wino, is getting drunk again

Stumbling, I'm wasted and it shows

And wouldn't be suprised if later on I'm throwing blows

Cuz that's the way it goes, and everybody knows

But I'll just relax and go with the flow

Bartender I'm ready for another shot and won't stop until I drop

Or til somebody calls the cops

My primo picked me up off the floor

And said "Homey your tore up, I'm cutting you off

you're not drinking anymore"

Dragging my body, up the hill to mi caton

The bar's a few minutes away but it took me a hour to get home

I've learned my leason, rule number one of la cantina

Don't mix cerveza with tequila



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You know every weekend I say I'm never gonna drink again

But I'm always going back to the cantina with mi familia

Thats right, and if there's one thing i've learned, its

Don't mix cerveza with tequila

I'm warning you