Mexican Radio
Wall of Voodoo
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I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
And the touch of a world that is older.
I turn the switch and check the number
I leave it on when in bed I slumber.
I hear the rhythms of the music
I buy the product and never use it.
I hear the talking of the deejay,
Can't understand, just what does he say? 

I'm on a Mexican radio
I'm on a Mexican - whoa-oh - radio

I dial it in and tune the station.
They talk about the U.S. inflation.
I understand just a little,
No comprende, it's a riddle.

I'm on a Mexican radio
I'm on a Mexican - whoa-oh - radio
I'm on a Mexican radio
I'm on a Mexican - whoa-oh - radio 

I wish I was in Tiajuana
Eating barbecued iguana.
I'd take requests on the telephone.
I'm on a wavelength far from home.
I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
I dial it in from south of the border.
I hear the talking of the dj,
Can't understand, just what does he say?

I'm on a Mexican radio
I'm on a Mexican - whoa-oh - radio
I'm on a Mexican radio
I'm on a Mexican - whoa-oh - radio 

Radio, radio,
Radio, radio,
Radio, radio,
Radio, radio,

I'm on a Mexican radio
I'm on a Mexican - whoa-oh - radio
I'm on a Mexican radio
I'm on a Mexican - whoa-oh - radio 

Radio, radio,
(What does he say?)
Radio, radio,
Radio, radio,
Radio, radio,
Radio, radio