Traveling wilburysMargarita, ahMargarita, ahOohIt was in pittsburgh late one nightI lost my hat, got into a fightI rolled and tumbled till I saw the lightWent to the big apple, took a biteStill the sun went down your wayDown from the blue into the grayWhere I stood I saw you walk awayYou danced awayI asked her what we’re gonna do tonightShe said cahuenga langa-langa-shoe box soupWe better keep tryin’ till we get it rightTala mala sheela jaipur dhoopShe wrote a long letter on short piece of paperOh margarita don’t stay away too longCome on homeOh margarita don’t say you will when you won’tMargarita