Lyrics:

mason jars on the dresser filled with quaters and dollars savin em for our trip around the world but now youve changed your tune therell be no honemoon so im going there without you girl im going down to mexico in a glass of tequilla going down to purto rico in a bottle of run going to honolulu in a mai tai mug then im coming back home to georgie in a jug. well never ride that bus to mexico city its a pity well never sail our ship into waikiki and well never share that brick suburban home today im taking that money out of the jar tonight ill buy my ticket down at the corner bar im going down to mexico in a glass of tequilla going down to purto rico in a bottle of run going to honolulu in a mai tai mug then im coming back home to georgie in a jug.