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All these 60 hours weeks without a vacation I'm all mixed up and my body's achin' Talked to the Doctor and the bar down the street But all he could offer me was sympathy When I finished my drink and got up to go, Everybody said goodbye but I said 'Adios'. [Chorus:] Got these Blue collar blues and I can't sleep Been counting margaritas instead of sheep I close my eyes and all I see is a cloud of senoritas dancin' round me I don't think I'm losing my mind But I'm thinking maybe, I might be borderline crazy Well I drove past my ex going in to work today, And my mind, once again drifted to Monterey. I hear mariachi bands playin' in my head, the less I listen the louder it gets. Been going to bed with my flip-flops on. I just might be, too far gone. [Chorus] Ya I'm all twisted up like a big pin~ata, All I need right now is a whole lotta nada. Letras de canciones [Chorus] Ya, I might just be borderline crazy. From Letras Mania