As I walk the crowded streets through the cities of Mexico I can't help but tell myself "Boy you better get back home" That senorita got the best of me but I keep going back for more Her hot Spanish blood steals away my love And I'm afraid what my heart's in for
I should have left yesterday, said adios to a lifetime of pain And I could have left yesterday Before she drew me back once again With a soft Spanish smile she said I'm hers just awhile I am only her American game
Hot days and sleepless nights oh the life of Mexico I found romance in the Latin dance in sunny Acapulco Oh senorita in this world of yours is there room for yet one more Your hot Spanish blood steals away my love And I'm afraid what my heart's in for
With a soft Spanish smile she said I'm hers just a while I am only her American game
Words and Music by Jack Weston © 1997