Tequila Run.
Mas Tequila
Por favor, Senor
Happy Hour at four
Double Tito to start
Mixed cocktail in arms length
Marty tends the bar
Kick back another
Shooting star
I’m coming back for more
Six motitos
After eight call tio
Curbside party
Spinning burrito
Hit me with another
It’s all swirling
Gathering spirits
Dance around my head
I need a bed
A fire red flame, closes out the night.
It’s all out of sight, keeping a worried mind alright.
Mas Tequila
Vamos
Tito is chilled
Coming down like a freight train of fun.
I’m fueled out on the run.
Flowing down a glass
Tequila y Tuesday a la Noche.
Vamos