Lyrics:

(Kent M. Robbins/Jim Messina) Up in the city it's crazy and concrete cold Living life at the speed of light leaves dark in your soul When every minute's got a heart attack in it It's time to leave it alone So I don't think we're gonna beat this postcard home We're down to the worm in the bottle The chips and the salsa are gone Now we know why J.T. sang 'Oh Mexico' We're two days south of the border Feeling too good to care why These Mexican minutes get longer and longer As the days goes by We're dropping our worries And pickin up Espa?l Down here the sunsets are red The tequila is gold Life is sublime here on Mexican time They've got something we need to learn If we don't show for a while Don't be concerned We're down to the worm in the bottle The chips and the salsa are gone Now we know why J.T. sang 'Oh Mexico' We're two days south of the border Feeling too good to care why These Mexican minutes get longer and longer As the days goes by We're down to the worm in the bottle The chips and the salsa are gone Now we know why J.T. sang 'Oh Mexico' We're two days south of the border Feeling too good to care why These Mexican minutes get longer and longer As the days goes by These Mexican minutes get longer and longer As the days go by