Letra de Mexican Radio
I feel the hot wind on my shoulder And the touch of a world that is older I hit the switch and check the number I leave it on and then I slumberI hear the rhythm ringing through it Flamenco guitar and cumbia music I hear the talking of the D.J Let's have a listen, what does he say?I'm on a Mexican radio I'm on a Mexican, whoa, radio (go!)I dial it in and tune the station They talk about the Iraq invasion I understand just a little No comprende it's a riddleI'm on a Mexican radio I'm on a Mexican, whoa, radio (go)I wish I was in Tijuana Sipping back an ice-cold caguama (serbesa) I take requests on the telephone I'm on a wavelength (far from home)I feel the hot wind on my shoulder I dial in from south of the border I hear the talking of the DJ Let's try to figure out what does he sayI'm on a Mexican radio (what does he say?) I'm on a Mexican, whoa, radio (what does he say?) (Whoa) I'm on a Mexican radio (what does he say?) I'm on a Mexican, whoa, radio (what's he fucking say?)Radio, radio, radio (what does he say?), radio (Whoa) radio, radio, radio (what does he say?), radio Radio, whoa