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