Adios Senorita
Wish I could say it was nice to meet ya
You poured it on from the start
Should've known you'd trash my heart
Hey bartender pour another
I need Tequila and my mother
All she ever did was lie
Now here I sit with crying eyes
So, I'm off to Mexico
Time to drown her out in Cabo
Yeah, Adios
Mmmm, yeah, Adios
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