Down In Mexico (Death Proof) The Coasters

Down in the Mexicali
There's a crazy little place that I know
Where the drinks are hotter than the chili sauce
And the boss is a cat named Joe

He wears a red bandanna, plays a cool pianna (to rhyme with "bandanna")
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
He wears a purple sash, and a black mustache
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico

Well, the first time that I saw him
He was sittin' on a piano stool
I said "Tell me man, when does the fun begin?"
He just winked his eye and said "Man, be cool."

He wears a red bandanna, plays a cool pianna
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
He wears a purple sash, and a black mustache
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico

(In Mexico)
All of a sudden in walks this chick
(In Mexico)
Joe starts playing on a Latin kick
(In Mexico)
Around her waist she wore three fishnets
(In Mexico)
She started dancin' with the castanets
(In Mexico)
I didn't know just what to expect
(In Mexico)
She threw her arms around my neck
(In Mexico)
We started dancin' all around the floor
(In Mexico)
And then she did a dance I never saw before