I just can't help myself
I lost my old lady
Got my lures
Got my bobbers
Now I'm gonna go

Got off in the wrong direction
Found a hooker and lost my erection
So I had to lie
In the letter to the boys back home

Now the good guys and the bad guys
Never work past noon around here
They sit side to side in cantinas
Talk to senoritas
And drink warm beer

Here comes the same old verse about Mexico
We just can't help ourselves
We lost our old ladies
Got our lures
Got our bobbers
Now we're gonna go

Got off in the wrong direction
Found some hookers and lost my erections
And we had to lie
In the letter to the boys back home

So the good guys and the bad guys
Never work past noon around here
They sit side to side in Cantinas
Talk to senoritas
And drink warm beer

So the good guys and the bad guys
Never work past noon around here
They sit side to side in Cantinas
Talk to senoritas
And drink warm beer