Tijuana

Just below San Diego
Tijuana, land of broken dreams
Senoritas dancing in the moonlight
Flashing Spanish dark eyes to everyone, it seems
They say ";Hey, gringo
Can you take us across the border
Just tell them I'm your daughter
Of a local.";
Down the backstreets, through the alleys
All the young men stand with pride
They guard the palace to the kingdom
Called Tijuana, their heritage they decide
They say ";Hey, gringo
Can you take us across the border
We'll work for just a quarter
On the other side";