Mexican Radio - Vanilla Muffins

I feel a hot wind on my shoulder

and the touch of a world that is older

turn the switch and check the number

leave it on when in bed i slumber

I hear the rhythms of the music

i buy the product and never use it

i hear the talking of the DJ

can’t understand just what does he say?

I’m on a mexican radio

I wish was in Tihuana

Eating barbequed iguana

i’d take requestes on the telephone

i’m on a wavelength far from home

I dial it in a tune the station

they talk about the U.S. inflation

I understand just a little

no comprende-it's a riddle

I’m on a mexican radio

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