Lyrics:

Margie said Roy you ain't listening to me
And I got a whole lot more to say
Roy just crossed the floor and picked up his car keys
She ain't seen nor heard from him to this day

And that's why God made Mexico
A place where we can lay low
Where the Cuervo goes down nice and slow
And the warm winds blow
That's why God made Mexico

And Betty fixed Joe dinner every night half past six
Cause that's when he'd roll through that door
Sixteen years and not a thank you from his lips
She don't fix him dinner no more

And that's why God made Mexico
A place where we can lay low
Where the Cuervo goes down nice and slow
And the warm winds blow
That's why God made Mexico

Life is sweet in a border town
You learn to let your hair down
And you don't make trouble
You learn to dance the fandango

You change your name and you change your face
Get used to beans and chilli paste
And learn to live and love life in the slow lane

And that's why God made Mexico
A place where we can lay low
Maybe Monterey or Acapulco
Anywhere the warm winds blow
Don't you know
That's why God made Mexico
That's why God made Mexico