Mexican Blackbird (Remastered Version)

If you're down in acuna and you ain't up to being alone
Don't spend all your money on
just any honey that's grown.
Go find the mexican blackbird
and send all your troubles back home.
They all call her puta 'cause
no one really knows her name.
She works the cantina, dancing and a-loving's her trade.
Her mama was mez'can and
her daddy was the ace of spades.
Oh, let's drive that old chrysler down to mexico, boy.
Said, keep your hands on the wheel there.
Oh, it sure is fine, ain't it?
Now, ya got it! Hand me another one
of them brews from back there.
Oh, this is gonna be so good.
Mm, she's hot as a pepper but smooth as a mexican brew.
So head for the border and put in an order or two.
The wings of the blackbird will spread like an eagle for you.
Oh, one more time,