Mexican Coke Songtext
von Riley and The Roxies

Wanna taste salt, wanna catch a breeze
Wash it down with coke, lean on a palm tree
Mexican girl, soft linen sheets
His farmer tan arms, laying on the beach

She′s counting out the cash, leaning on the bar
She said, "Ever wonder how I got this far?"
All of us are real, this isn't what you want
You′ll go back to Spain, with your credit card

Get the good stuff
Mexican coke
Get the good stuff
Mexican coke


Call me when you land, dog shit on the beach
With your graveyard tan, nothing good to eat
Taking off your clothes, lying on the shore
You still look like a ten like you did before

Get the good stuff
Mexican Coke
Get the good stuff
Mexican Coke

Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah

Get the good stuff
Mexican Coke