Mexico
I met this girl at a wedding down in Mexico
Her long black curls, they would follow her wherever she'd go
Oh I taught her how to samba I only wish I would have thought of
That when you're dancing by the ocean you can fabricate emotion
And it's hard to differentiate
Is it the rhythm or the sand?
Senorita understand,
They'll take hold of you, they'll take hold of you.
The evening sea will pull you in,
Hypnotize and leave you when,
You go home again, you go home again.
The letters fly and I feel bad for how long I have delayed
But I just can't reply cause I'd be typing till the month of May
It's like a scratch on a cd that keeps repeating and now the song is losing meaning
So if you want to find the one for you go on and skip a track or two
And cast aside this old debate
Is it the rhythm or the sand?
Senorita understand,
They'll take hold of you, they'll take hold of you.
The evening sea will pull you in,
Hypnotize and leave you when,
You go home again, you go home again.
I met this girl and now it seems it was forever ago
We found ourselves in a dream but we left it down in Mexico.
Is it the rhythm or the sand?
Senorita understand,
They'll take hold of you, they'll take hold of you.
The evening sea will pull you in,
Hypnotize and leave you when,
You go home again, you go home again.
Her long black curls, they would follow her wherever she'd go
Oh I taught her how to samba I only wish I would have thought of
That when you're dancing by the ocean you can fabricate emotion
And it's hard to differentiate
Is it the rhythm or the sand?
Senorita understand,
They'll take hold of you, they'll take hold of you.
The evening sea will pull you in,
Hypnotize and leave you when,
You go home again, you go home again.
The letters fly and I feel bad for how long I have delayed
But I just can't reply cause I'd be typing till the month of May
It's like a scratch on a cd that keeps repeating and now the song is losing meaning
So if you want to find the one for you go on and skip a track or two
And cast aside this old debate
Is it the rhythm or the sand?
Senorita understand,
They'll take hold of you, they'll take hold of you.
The evening sea will pull you in,
Hypnotize and leave you when,
You go home again, you go home again.
I met this girl and now it seems it was forever ago
We found ourselves in a dream but we left it down in Mexico.
Is it the rhythm or the sand?
Senorita understand,
They'll take hold of you, they'll take hold of you.
The evening sea will pull you in,
Hypnotize and leave you when,
You go home again, you go home again.
Credits
Writer(s): Dave Robert German
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