That's Why God Made Mexico

Margie said, "Roy you ain't listening to me,

and I got a whole lot more to say."

Roy just crossed the floor and picked up his car keys

She ain't seen or heard from him to this day



And that's why god made Mexico

A place where we can lay low

And the Cuervo goes down nice and slow

And the warm wind blows

That's why god made Mexico



And Betty fixed Joe dinner every night half past six

'cause thats when he'd roll through that door

Sixteen years and not a thank you from his lips (hah)

She don't fix him dinner no more



And that's why God mad Mexico

A place where we can lay low

Where the Cuervo goes down nice and slow

And the warms winds blow

That's why God made Mexico



Life is sweet in a border town

You learn to let your hair down

And you don't make trouble

You learn to dance the fandango



You change your name and you change your face

Get used to beans and chili paste

And you learn to live and love life in the slow lane



And that's why God made Mexico

A place where we can lay low

Maybe Monterey or Acapulco

Anywhere the warm winds blow

Don't you know

That's why God made Mexico

That's why God made Mexico