Been tossin' turnin' woke up burnin'
Can't find no sleep in this bed
So I packed up my stuff
Drove south in my truck
Far as this vaccaro could get

Found a little cantina
Down Mexico way
I'm trying to keep her memory at bay

I'm knocking 'em back
Sinking my tail
To the bottom of the bottle to forget her

Yo solo quiero ahogar
Su memoria con mescal
I'm way past over
I'm way past over
Over Thinkin’

Ay, ay, ay

40 botes 10 botellas
No logro olvidarme de ella
Tan bella
Me dejo huella-a-a-a
La luna llena
Yo tan pedo
Me hace entender que aun te quiero
Soltero
Yo no me veo-o-o-o-o

Sin ti en el pinche mundo no me veo
Ya no quero pensar
Me can de tomar
Ni borracho se me olvida tu recuerdo

I'm drowning my mind
In the salts and the lime
And way past over
I'm way past over
Over Thinkin’

Y esta
Se canta, Se baila y se llora
Jalese compa Randall
Ay, ay, ay

Adrian
Vaya con Dios compa