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What's up man Nah, last night was the bomb homey We got fucked up ey But I woke up with the biggest fucking headache Hungover like a fucking bitch I'm never drinking again homeboy Ha, yeah right I usually wait till Sunday to have my menudo But it's Saturday and I woke up all crudo I think I had one too many shots of tequila Mira, I heard I made a toast to mi vida Left a big tip, mariachis took my grip And the sad thing about it is I don't remember shit Wait a minute, bartender can you pass me a limon And a nice cold Tecate, thank you, simon Anyways, yesterday was the bomb all night long Getting drunk off my ass, bottoms up on the glass Presidente and Coke, 1800's no joke Had me feeling like I never felt before so pour some more Till I hit the floor or stumble out the door And when the bar closes, it's time to hit the liquor store Drinking Tecates, or cerveza mas fina Taking shots of tequila while I'm in la cantina [Chorus] Letras de cancionesSitting in the cantina A Latino con ojos como un chino, downing the tequila Meet a bartender, let me get a round for everyone Jose Cuervo, 1800, till the bottle's done Sitting in the cantina A Latino con ojos como un chino, downing the tequila Meet a bartender, let me get a round for everyone And when the bottle's done crack another one I said I wouldn't drink no more, but this can't be true Cuz it's not even noon and I already had two One with my menudo, and one during the break You want me to promise that I won't drink, but that's a promise I can't make Still suffering, hungover from the night before But the only way to fix it is to drink some more So did I? But of course what you think? I'm sitting at the bar infront of beers and I won't drink? You gotta be kidding me, the buzz is hitting me Got me feeling light-headed I'm headed to the park with the homey Spark But they had some pisto there tambien A couple twelve-packs that they jacked I'm feeling like there ain't no end Cuz everywhere I go there's alcohol till I fall It's 7 o'clock, but will I make it to last call Hey homey, you vatos gonna be here for a while? If so I'll see ya But if not you know where I'll be homey, at the cantina [Chorus] Back in the cantina, sipping my cerveza It's gonna be the same way as last night holmes, I bet ya Primos and friends from one end to the other end The wicked wicked wino, is getting drunk again Stumbling, I'm wasted and it shows And wouldn't be suprised if later on I'm throwing blows Cuz that's the way it goes, and everybody knows But I'll just relax and go with the flow Bartender I'm ready for another shot and won't stop until I drop Or till somebody calls the cops My primo picked me up off the floor And said "I think you've a little bit too much to drink I don't think you should drink anymore" Dragging my body up the hill to mi canton The bar's five minutes away but it took me an hour to get home I've learned my lesson, rule number one of the cantina Don't mix cerveza with tequila [Chorus] You know every weekend I say I'm never gonna drink again But I'm always going back to the cantina with mi familia I got something to tell all of you Never mix cerveza with tequila I'm warning you I'm out From Letras Mania