VS1 Woke up in a strange bed,
With a dark-eyed senorita.
Rose's on the nightstand,
And an empty tequila.
She said We're in Mexico City,
Why can't you get her out of you're mind?
I said one more shot of tequila.
And I'll be fine...
Chorus
Make it a double, cause it takes a lot.
There's too much heartache,
For one little shot.
Set me on fire, let it pour down like rain...
Make it a double, cause I've got double the pain.
Vs2
She said she must have been something,
Cause you've got it bad.
I said I don't talk about her,
But she was all I had...
She said I'll make you forget her,
Before the morning light,
I said you got you're work cut out for you tonight.
Chorus
Make it a double, cause it takes a lot,
There's too much heartache,
For one little shot.
Set me on fire, let it pour down like rain.
Make it a double, cause I've got double the pain.
Set me on fire, let it pour down like rain,
Make it a double, cause I've got double the pain.