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No Más Cerveza (from "Beer For My Horses" soundtrack)

 

No Más Cerveza (from "Beer For My Horses" soundtrack)


Well, how did I wind up down here in Mexico
Wearing this serapio and this old sombrero
Who are all these strangers calling me amigo
Where's did I leave my pickup truck
And where did my paycheck go

The last thing I remember was in Old Paso
She was saying, adios I've got to go
And I was begging, baby please, I love you so
Then what happened after that well, god only knows

Oh no más cerveza, I've had too much to drink
[?] my head hurts and I can't think
I'll never drink her off my mind so don't pour me anymore
No más cerveza, muchos gracias senor

My clothes smell like nachos and old saccy's beer
This softy mariachi is pounding in my ear
I still can't figure out just what I'm doing here
I wish I could make myself just up and disappear

Oh, the place is really packed and it's a lively crowd
It ain't as big as Billy Bob's but it sure is loud
The waitress ain't real pretty but she's well in doubt
She said, we got engaged last night and shouldn't I be proud

Oh no más cerveza, I've had too much to drink
[?] my head hurts and I can't think
I'll never drink her off my mind, don't pour me anymore
No más cerveza, muchos gracias senor

They call a song esta loto my poor heart is broken
I've gone loco and on the verge of tears
I don't want no margaritas, no brown eyed senoritas
And I sure as hell don't need another beer

Oh no más cerveza, I've had too much to drink
[?] my head hurts and I can't think
I'll never drink her off my mind so don't pour me anymore
No más cerveza, muchos gracias senor

Oh no más cerveza, I've had too much to drink
[?] my head hurts and I can't think
I'll never drink her off my mind, don't pour me anymore
No más cerveza, muchos gracias...
No más cerveza, I've had too much to drink
[?] my head hurts and I can't think
I'll never drink her off my mind, don't pour me anymore
No más cerveza, muchos gracias senor
Oh, no más cerveza muchos gracias senor

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