Margie said, Roy you ain't listening to me
  And I've got a whole lot more to say
  Roy just crossed the floor and picked up his car keys
  And 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
  At half past six
  Cause that's when he rolled through that door
  For sixteen years and not a thank you from his lips
  She don't fix him dinner no more
    And that's why God made Mexico
  A place where we can lay low
  Where the Cuervo goes down nice and slow
  And the warm winds blow
  That's why God made Mexico
    Cause 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, maybe change your face
  Get used to beans 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
  Made Mexico