[Intro]

[Verse 1]
I feel the hot wind on my shoulder
And the touch of a world that is older
I hit the switch and check the number
I leave it on and then I slumber
I hear the rhythm ringing through it
Flamenco guitar y Cumbia music
I hear the talking of the D.J
Let's have a listen
What does he say?

[Chorus]
I'm on a Mexican radio
I'm on a Mexican woah radio

[Verse 2]
I dial it in and tune the station
They talk about the Iraq invasion
I understand just a little
No comprende its a riddle

[Chorus]
I'm on a Mexican radio
I'm on a Mexican woah radio

[Bridge]
I wish I was in Tijuana
Sipping back an ice cold cahuama
I take requests on the telephone
I'm on a wavelength far from home
I feel the hot wind on my shoulder
I dial in from south of the border
I hear the talking of the D.J
Let's try to figure out
What does he say?

[Chorus]
I'm on a Mexican radio (What does he say?)
(Woah) I'm on a Mexican woah radio (What does he say?)
(Woah) I'm on a Mexican radio (What does he say?)
(Woah) I'm on a Mexican woah radio (Whats he fuckin' say?)

[Outro]
Radio radio radio (What does he say?) radio
Radio radio radio (What does he say?) radio
Radio