Warren Zevon The Rosarita Beach Cafe
With Tennessee sour mash whiskey on my breath
Rosalie, Suzy and Lucy on my mind
I drove my old car down
Dusty streets of this old border town
I never thought I'd get stuck here such a long long time
I've got a million dollar bill
And they can't change it
They won't let me leave until my tab is paid
So I might as well settle down here
And buy the house another round
Send my mail to to Rosarita Beach Cafe
It was one of those hot dry dime-a-dozen Mexicana days
When I fell through the door of the Rosarita Beach Cafe
And I got myself a table with a view of the breakers and the bay
And another cold Dos Equis on the way
I've got a million dollar bill
And they can't change it
They won't let me leave until my tab is paid
So I might as well settle down yes
And buy the house another round
Send my mail to to Rosarita Beach Cafe
Well I soon fell in with thugs and thieves
And gamblers from the beach
And the devil himself suggested an all-night game
But the night winds came along
Like some dark-eyed senorita's song
And blew my straight flush out across the waves
I've got a million dollar bill
And they can't change it
They won't let me leave until my tab is paid
So I might as well settle down yes
And buy the house another round
Send my mail to to Rosarita Beach Cafe