Mexican Radio

I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
 And the touch of a world that is older
 I turn the switch and check the number
 I leave it on when in bed I slumber
 I hear the rhythms of the music
 I buy the product but never use it
 I hear the talking of the DJ
 Can't understand just what does he say
 I'm on the Mexican radio
 I'm on the Mexican radio
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 I dial it in and tune the station
 They talk about the U.S. inflation
 I understand just a little
 No comprende, it's a riddle
 I'm on the Mexican radio
 I'm on the Mexican radio
 I'm on the Mexican radio
 I'm on the Mexican radio, boom
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 I wish I was in Tijuana
 Eating barbecued iguana
 I'd take requests on the telephone
 I'm on a wavelength far from home
 I feel the hot wind on my shoulder
 I dial it in from south of the border
 I hear the talking of the DJ
 Can't understand just what does he say
 I'm on the Mexican radio
 I'm on the Mexican radio
 I'm on the Mexican radio
 I'm on the Mexican radio
 Radio, radio
 Radio, radio (what does he say?)
 Radio, radio
 I'm on the Mexican radio
 I'm on the Mexican radio
 I'm on the Mexican radio
 I'm on the Mexican radio
 Uhh!