If you're down in Acuna
and you ain't up to being alone
don't spend all your money
on just any honey that's grown
Go find the Mexican blackbird
and send all your troubles back home
They all call her puta
'cause no one really
knows her name
She works the cantina
dancin' and a-lovin's her trade
Her mama was Mez'can
and her daddy
was the ace of spades
Oh let's drive that old Chrysler
down to Mexico boy
Said keep your hands
on the wheel there
Oh it sure is fine ain't it
Now ya got it
Hand me another one of them
brews from back there
Oh this is gonna be so good
Mm she's hot as a pepper
but smooth as a Mexican brew
So head for the border
and put in an order or two
the Mexican blackbird
brews from back there
Waiting for you