Lyrics:

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 And Never Use It
i Hear The Talking Of The Dj
can't Understand Just What Does He Say

i'm On A Mexican Radio
i'm On A Mexican Radio

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 A Mexican Radio
i'm On A Mexican Radio

i Wish I Was In Tijuana
eating Barbequed Iguana
i'd Take Requests On The Telephone
i'm On A Wavelength Far From Home
i Feel A 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 A Mexican Radio
i'm On A Mexican Radio
i'm On A Mexican Radio
i'm On A Mexican Radio

radio Radio...
what Does He Say